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ii black - funky dividends (check it in) lyrics

no i’m not a fella
but i see devil
always on that level
all them n+gga
ready to flash my trigger
how the f+ck you figure
that i’m weak
when i’m comin’ on the f+ckin mic
hard as a n+gga
but too stout
for a f+ckin’ dyk+
always down to ride
like bonnie and clyde
g+boney by my side
why you b+tches wanna trip
when i catch you wi them n+ggas
i buck you b+tches bonefide
shankin’ is my specialty
i do this sh+t so easily
if you think i’m barrin’ that sh+t
then bring yo clique to nap
lay yo sh+t down
on the ground
and ho it’s funkytown
f+ckin’ with this showdown
don’t make me act a f+ckin’ clown
you n+ggas checkin’ in
with yo f+ckin’ dividends
when i hit you for yo sh+t
babygirl is in the wind
now b+tch
scopin’ out these n+ggas at the club
come to shake my ass
’cause i know these n+ggas pushin’ dub
’cause i’m down
i’m down about the ???
you can have me all night if i say so
let’s get a room
down at the motel 6
i bet yo last dollar that this night be worth it
he had a clean ride chevy
with them ???
we hit the road
he can’t wait
reachin’ for my clothes
my beeper start to rang
he lookin’ at me strange
i sent the password for them g’s
so bring the thang
you know the rest of the story
and how it end
a down b+tch named cookie
’bout them dividends

t+o+n+y+a
smokin’ hay
every day man
tonya is my name
kickin’ game
so ho
stay away
dwellin’ in the nap
blowin’ weed constantly
when it’s time to do it
make it pimp
but i f+ck at g’s
n+ggas you don’t hear me though
comin’ through the f+ckin’ do’
aimin’ at yo pockets
and you drop it
on the f+ckin’ flo’
livin’ by my civil rights
breakin’ n+ggas
left to right
creepin’ like a stalker
came to rip you off
up in the night
n+ggas be testin’ my mackin’
i never be slippin’
so what the f+ck you mean
hard, gone, blonde boys
you don’t wanna f+ck with me
ho, it’s over
lil tonya gone in the wind
???
get yo f+ckin’ dividends
b+tch it ain’t over
this sh+t you hadn’t start
i’m backin’ you f+ckin’ proper
’cause you have no heart
cisco pay my hits
time to go
say no name
ho you know
that this sh+t is bound to grow
into something that we call
h+lla drastic
everynight send that ass in
on that d+mn mattress
but back to this motherf+ckin’ real sh+t
don’t be sick ’cause we cl!ck
full of b+tches
five three second style
ain’t sh+t shakin’
n+gga bring the cheese
flip it up
and make some d+mn bacon
mhv, nap
so motherf+ckin’ thick
you bustas check it in
’cause ??? out here
b+tch
yeah ho
i’m in the studio
a super b+tch
about that motherf+ckin’ cash flow
call me lil cisco
and i’m comin’ mean
don’t be mad when these b+tches
hit the f+ckin’ scene
i’m down with cookie
and we smokin’ on that h+lla weed
we just hard
won’t be barred
from the mhv
nap
hoes been adjacent mad
n+ggas bring the clean ride
thats how we do it
mitch+ll heights style
i know you scared of me
break me off properly
tt what you say
b+tch i’m ’bout that money
dividends in this game
ain’t no friend
no watch out for the other clique
now tell ’em ???

i’m a lyrical mastermind
ho i ain’t hard to find
i’m dwellin’ the mhv
and you know that’s all the time
i’m servin’ these sucka b+tches
i’m takin’ these n+ggas riches
a ho wanna test my nuts
makin’ me pop some guts
on the creep
i don’t sleep
bout it bout it in them days
gotta get that cheese
what i need
gotta get paid
big g in the wind
stickin’ out the money mane
know a n+gga got a bank
so i got my f+ckin’ shank
smoked out on that light green though
block up in yo wander ho
catch you slippin’ n+gga
lay that ass up on the f+ckin’ flo’
i’m so high on cloud nine
make me wanna do a crime
hit me on yo sh+t
n+gga don’t take this
to no homicide
b+tch!

- ii black lyrics

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