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    Cash Money Millionaires / Lyrics

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    Cash Money Millionaires feat. Juvenile

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    That's you with that bad ass Benz ha
    That's you that can't keep your old lady
    'Cause you keep fuckin' her friends ha
    You gotta go to court ha
    You got served a subpoena for child support ha
    That was that nerve ha
    You ain't even much get a chance to say a word ha
    I know I ain't trippin' don't your brother got them birds ha
    You won't bust one of them niggas head ha
    You ain't scared ha
    You know how to play it ha
    I know you ain't just gonna let a nigga come and punk you ha
    Stunt and front you ha
    Straight up run you ha
    You know who got that fire green ha
    You know how to use a triple beam ha
    Shit ain't hard as it seems ha
    You keep your body clean ha
    You gotta lot of Girbaud jeans ha
    Some of your partners dope fiends ha
    You really don't want to fuck with them niggas ha
    You come up with them niggas ha
    You stuck with them niggas ha

    You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
    Remaining a G until the moment you expire
    You know what it is you make nothin' out of somethin'
    You handle your biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'
    You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
    Remaining a G until the moment you expire
    You know what it is you make nothin' out of somethin'
    You handle your biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'

    You can't do nothin' but love Fresh ha
    You want to know what we gonna do next ha
    You bought my tape with your check ha
    You wearin' a vest ha
    You tryin' to protect your chest ha
    You spent seventy on your Benz ha
    That ain't yours that's for your friends ha
    You wanna stop these niggas from playing wit you ha
    You wanna run the block ha
    You wanna be the only nigga with rocks ha
    You keep your gun cocked ha
    You count the money at the end of the night ha
    You on a three day flight ha
    You full of that diesel ha
    You duckin' them people ha
    Your face was on the news last night ha
    You the one that robbed them little dudes out they shoes last night ha
    You don't go in the projects when it's dark ha
    You claim you a thug and you ain't got no heart ha
    You came in the 'Nolia on New Year's Eve ha
    You got stuck in that bitch and couldn't leave ha
    It was hard for you to breathe ha

    You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
    Remaining a G until the moment you expire
    You know what it is you make nothin' out of somethin'
    You handle your biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'
    You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
    Remaining a G until the moment you expire
    You know what it is you make nothin' out of somethin'
    You handle your biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'

    You got a trespassin' charge ha
    That dick got hard ha
    When you were lookin' at them little broads ha
    You don't know when to quit ha
    That's you with that shot callin' shit ha
    That's you with that ballin' shit ha
    That's you that's takin' them hits ha
    That ho don't know when to shut up her mouth ha
    You gonna knock that ho teeth out ha
    You done switched from Nike to Reebok ha
    You twinkle your golds every time you leave your house ha
    Them income tax checks out ha
    You bout to flip that ha
    You bout to go score you a gram ha
    You gonna treat your nose ha
    You bout to go put the dope dick on one of these ho ha
    When you broke you drove ha
    When you paid you got beau-coup places to go ha
    You on top ha
    You rob a niggas shop ha
    You don't even think you can be stopped ha
    You ridin' in the Benz on twenty inch rims ha

    You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
    Remaining a G until the moment you expire
    You know what it is you make nothin' out of somethin'
    You handle your biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'
    You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
    Remaining a G until the moment you expire
    You know what it is you make nothin' out of somethin'
    You handle your biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'
    This song was submitted on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group,.
    Written by Byron O. Thomas, Terius Gray.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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