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big pak - fool about my money lyrics

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yeah
y’all know what time it is
we bout to get money
real money
let’s go

choe gouda chicken bread
choe gouda chicken bread
don’t fool about my money doe get that chicken til it can’t fold thinking sh+t sweet will leave a streak up in your honey comb stack them chips until we gone buy up what we thought we’d never own rock heavy & steady til we covered up in them shiny stones feels so good my wallet moans while them haters just p+ss and groan this new world that i’ve been shone keep my interest high like a pay day loan from top of the dome to where ever we roam trying live in harmony until i’m bone bone bone pops passed all he left me was alone life attacked me you supposed to be grown get your crust up build your home shout it from the roof top mega phone avoid pitfalls traffic cone keep things fly picture drone get that loot man, hey we on you a counterfeit? you a weak ass clone talking broke to me well hopefully ya ass’ll learn i don’t like that tone
choe gouda chicken bread
choe gouda chicken bread
don’t fool about my money trust my team thorough don’t f+ck with us get them bucks feel and the rush stay adding up like an abacus ashes to ashes dust to dust crews pop in the hood turn ya brain to mush on fire tonight we turn the snow to slush you talking loud we prefer you hush plus there’s some cash table we ready willing and able to pony up in this stable ain’t no need to disable them chicks heard all the fables they wanna see if we rocking underwear with them fancy labels imagine that the things they do for stacks eating edibles like scooby snacks she want a bag to get her body sn+tched sorry baby girl this ain’t hardly that where the after party at skittles on deck wanna pour up let gon head start a batch the vibe ain’t that hard to catch we talking money if that ain’t clear then you can catch the charter back! uhhh

choe gouda chicken bread
choe gouda chicken bread

fool about my money aye thinking about them sunny days gotta hustle to survive so i’m thinking of more cunning ways on the field stay running plays that fire in me forever blaze if you boss won’t give you a raise f+ck that job and minimum wage sage we burn for them demons cause we won’t stop believing that this forever our season earth wind and fire the reasons so as long as you breathing/ you better keep on achievin’ no need for begging and pleadin’ even when they call you a heathen you better tell em they reaching ain’t no time for no leachin’ your city increasing policing tryna stop all the bleedin hank mccoy mutant gene on em show em you beasting

choe gouda chicken bread
choe gouda chicken bread
choe gouda chicken bread
choe gouda chicken bread



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