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Vrooom on a yamaha chromed out 11 hundred
Wut Im doin, gettin money, wut we doin,
gettin money
Wut they doin, hatin on me, but they neva cross
Cash money still the company,
and bitch im the boss
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And I be stuntin like my daddy,
stuntin like my daddy
Stuntin like my daddy, I be stuntin like my daddy
Im the, young stunna, stuntin like my daddy
Stuntin like my daddy, I be stuntin like my daddy
[Verse 1]
Bitch Im paid, thats all I gotta say
Cant see my lil nigga, the money in the way
And Im, Im sittin high, a gansta ride blades
If you aint gone ride fly than you might as well hate
Shit I gotta eat... even though I ate
It aint my birthday but I got my name on my cake
Believe that, if ya mans wanna play
Imma fuck around and put that boy brains on the
table
So pick 'em up, pop 'em let 'em lay
Where Im from we see a fuckin dead body everyday
Thats, uptown, throwin stuff at 'em
Niggaz talk about me Im throwin shots back at 'em
Bitch Im a pipe, and she like a crack attic
And she saw me cookin EGGS and she though I was back at it
I grab the keys, hoe I gotta go
I got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle loafs
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[Verse 2]
98's, 45 paper plates
10 the whole thang big money heavy weight
A hundred stacks, spend 50 on a caddy, 25 on the pinky
Bought a pound of blow and bounced back
Magic grills, big houses on the hill
Got them hoes in the kitchen all cookin pan meals
??? holla, dollar after dollar
Flippin chickens gettin tickets nigga meet me after hour
Born stunna, uptown hunter
3rd world G's nigga been about money
Ice ???, birdman redmonkeys
White Tees lots of jewels this is cash money
You now we shine every summer, we grind every summer
And this is how we spend money
You see them bentleys and them lambs'
Them ounces and them grams, nigga we was born hustlas
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[Verse 3]
When I was 16 I bought my first mercedes benz
I must've fucked a thousand bitches and they girlfriends
White leather, hot new bare rims
Brand new pistol with the trigger like a hair pin
Big work, we dont need scale man
Big papers say g'mornin to the mail man
What'cha now bout putting bricks in the spare man
I can stuff a coupe like a muthafucken caravan
Im in my zone my ??? is so rare man
A ??? you lookin at the chair man
How you want it, show me my opponent
Show me my opponent
Im still ballin, a bullet gotta get me
And i've never been a pussy cause my hood never
let me
A made nigga got made niggas wit me
Ima motorcyle boy so im about to pop a wheelie
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[Outro] x2
Veerom on a yamaha chromed out 11 hundred
Veerom on a yamaha chromed out 11 hundred
Veerom veerom on a yamaha chromed out 11 hundred
Cash money still the company and bitch im the boss