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c.sneed - benjis lyrics

yeah
yeah
yeah

i like my benjis on top of my benjis
lil shawty go hard for the guap
my n-ggaz be breakin they wrist in the pot
servin it hard on the block
yeah i like my benjis on top yeah i like my benjis on top
i’m cool wit the jacksons i f-ck wit
the grants but i like my benjis on top

work
i like my 100s on top of my 100s
you know i love talkin this money
i wake up and chase it yeah i get straight to the bank
you know i get after them commas
i run up them numbers
i do it like thurman thomas did it
shooter no jumper i serve a ton of midget
hooligan hustla in ferragamo kicks
pockets heavy like sherman klump in it(oooh)
german dash do 100 and two
burning hash on the blunt its a fool
in the trap i’ma work like a mule
secure the bag that’s the number one rule
and i do it well
grind for that sack talkin tooth and nail
i like my franklins on top of my franklins
i sip on this drank and i move them bales
20 50s i be staccin it up
in the trenches i be raccin it up
i bout my business
i want every penny like gimme gimme
yeah i adding it up
any tension yeah i’m backing it up
solieutenant i get it craccin wuddup
i’m winnin winnin
it’s plenty drippin
got these women trippin cuz this fashion is us(ugh)

ion see nothin but dollar signs
pursuing the purse is the bottom line
i sat in that trap sold alotta dimes
i come from the gutta i gotta grind
i beat up the block for that paper cuz
and i’ma catch every knock til i make enuff
pee wee in the kitchen he cuttin ulysses
we both on this clock and we weighin up
i’m good wit them digits that’s calculus
i get it and flip it like spatulas
when it come to my riches
you know i mean business
c.sneed i’ma count it like dracula
we the n-ggaz who trendin
you n-ggaz just mirror the image
yall n-ggaz come after us
yall watch how we rock in the city
yall copy yall mimic
yall n-ggaz is wack as f-ck
i open the door and i max it
sellin them hoes and fractions
stuffin them grants in the mattress
on god i’m harder than joe on them jacksons
none of my hoes is average
smokin that dope i’m waxin
strap wit that pole no lackin
and all my n-ggaz on go no mappin
what’s happenin

- c sneed lyrics

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