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arizonamarty - $eedz lyrics

[intro by bhris need’money]
yes’suhh
& yall here, witcha boy smooth psychadelic on w.e.e.d. motha f-cking radio
(w.e.e.d. radio)
yes’suhh
& brothers get to the flo
& getcho sippinn gah’dammit
& get to pimpin
run yo game…

[verse 1]
content wise
i rap about prison and gang ties
school rides between gun lines and hand signs
bus stops on corners where memorials reside
ball dreams to bluff fiends, the blink of an eye
ah man
how heavenly the hood has been designed
dangling the good of the carrot in ya eye
banging on the wood of the desk in the cl-ss
thinking bout that jeep without the doors you gonna by
cuz who needs to eat when it’s money in the screets
and you can buy urself a life what you would spend on a degree
why bother to teach
when ur salary won’t buy you celery
i thought the education was posed to bring me green
but the only green that a youngin ever see
is the envy staring back at me
laughin happily
cuz energy that i was after wouldn’t wanna match with me
what a fools champ
im about to buss juug
where the move at?

[chorus]
ima plant me a seed and watch my money sprout out from every tree
& potna ima thumb my hunneds
ima thumb my
thumby my hunneds
ima thumb my
thumb my
thumb my
i!
i don’t wanna waste my time with the shuckin and jive
tell the game come marry me
till the game come bury me
baby cash rules everything

[verse 2]
stacy don’t let em lie to you
you know benji ride or die for you
you know benji will homicide for you
you know benji can get iron, build a house and a car and 9 millimeters with the hollowed insides for you
i don’t even gotta try for you
you know benji can even lie for you
if you feeling like the whole word sick
and tired wanna quit
i can make your outside look live when ya insides have died on you
keep the all-seeing eye on you
ain’ gone let a n-gg- slide on you
i didn’t even go to college but i’m cool with the lawyers
i won’t even let the judge put time on you
dawg, benji bigger than these nickels
i’ll pin em for a pretty penny if he ever tried to drop a dime on you
f-ck a getaway car
you can get away far
benji go and buy a plane, find the best pilot tell’em come fly it for you
slide witchu
hide witchu
when the warrant get sent out to the spot
turn the volume on maximum
if you ever need me
ima plant another money seed
and i’ll provide for you
get high witchu
ride around do the drive by witchu
round & round we go on the up & up
wash me up when the laundry come
and write me off as a tax refund

[bridge]
look at you stuck in crossroads
bachelors but you ain’t got hoes
you can’t get rich off morals
good hearts won’t boost that credit sco
so is you gone rob you a corner sto?
or is you gone go to school some mo?
1 things for certain, 2 things fosho
can’t afford to make mistakes when you broke
(like that!)

[chorus]
plant my seed and ima watch my money sprout out from every tree
& potna ima thumb my hunneds
ima thumb my
thumby my hunneds
ima thumb my
thumb my
thumb my
i!
i don’t wanna waste my time with the shuckin and jive
tell the game come marry me
till the game come bury me
baby cash rules everything

[verse 3]
kunte kente was broke
and so
all the seeds that he sowed
was po
he had no stock, he no equity, had no economic base to grow
but look me & my money tree
ima sell me an apple to adam and eve
then here come caine, and here come able, here come ham
and when get curse, ima put it in reverse
cuz ima put it his purse
make him richer
than any other figure
in the history
make his story
even bigger than the bible
throw some 30s on his tires
have his sons sitting higher
than the highest throne in babylon
big tymers, robes sharper than a javelin
have em living in the fattest homes
and if god destroys that
she whack
but she wouldn’t cuz ham’s son was black
like that

[chorus]
plant me a seed and ima watch my money sprout out from every tree
& potna ima thumb my hunneds
ima thumb my
thumby my hunneds
ima thumb my
thumb my
thumb my
i!
i don’t wanna waste my time with the shuckin and jive
tell the game come marry me
till the game come bury me
baby cash rules everything

[outro]
& yall heard em
arizonamarty
there’s nothing left to say, ladies & gentlemen
coast out…

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