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playah jay - for the love of $$$ lyrics

[intro + playah jay]
sh+t, man. d+mn. man, a n+gga ain’t even got motherf+cking thousand dollars. sh+t. seven. eight. nine. ten. twenty
f+ck sh+t man
man, i gotta get my motherf+ckin’ paper right too many suckers out here gettin’ paid and sh+t man, i know they got to let the player get paid can i get in where i fit in? sh+t

[verse + playah jay]
got a call from my homie on indian springs
yard been there, done that
go back in, keep up with my godz
they say that their pockets thin
and they be shookin jail
everybody’s trying to post bail. we all in sales. i’m trying to stick around
no one raised my baby girl
it’s a trip being a player in this white man’s world
i called my grandma. she criеd. she missed her grandbaby
can’t go homе cause up there they got ones for me
look up to the sky. give a holler to god
why is this world a cr+p game? and i’m against the odds
mr. mackish, that’s my brother
and took him first
i don’t know what’s worse. why, why, why?
that’s my cousin that died
i’m thinking back on that head rock to when we used to hoorah
look at me having this betty, but this sh+t ain’t right
i need my homies on the block before i rest tonight
man, i’m thinking about pulling bars
then i’ll be dumping and spraying on correctional guards
the joint’s got half the homies from the clique
take a step on the yard, them real n+ggas run sh+t
oh, boonch holler if you hear me
and mr. mack is letting me know if you feel me
boomdog n+gga, is you still with me?
and dirty b’s help me, they trying to k!ll me
and uh
[chorus]
oooo
have fun
foe the love of money
oooo

[verse 2]
got me livin’ like a baller, steady chasin’ out the paper
man. gotta get that scratch, get that stack
gotta be at that mail. put them on that track
cash them checks, or sling that yale
i gotta get faded, i be f+ckin’ with that sticky green
ain’t fakin’ no jacks, i be gettin’ away from the scene
the love of money gonna keep this player ballin’
ain’t nothin’ funny gonna keep you buster sprawlin’
2 sons got l!cked with a hollow tip
don’t ship to b word playa
ain’t takin’ no sh+t
get away quick when i’m with that ass player
lost in the malice of this world
can’t take no more player haters got no love
my sword off blows too real, my steel elite
the wind is packed, ride if i blast, that’s that ass
should fake the cards
ride it goes like that, strap, and feel the flippin wheel
some get away, some get hurt and some get k!lled
money, cars, and diamonds, yeah
you like to see them we be campaigning like them players at the hip museum stay true and stay together
we bout that same thing and quit cutting each other’s throats
trying to be the main got me wondering
is this really the way this game goes?
i just keep copping this dope
so them smokers can smoke and so them players can sell
and keep their ass out of jail and if they ever get caught, post bail
i keep it realeast as i keep it
and serving with position player j, n+gga that’s how i’m living, yeah
[chorus]
oooo
have fun
foe the love of money
oooo
they got me living a baller steady chasin’
out the paper man, (ooo, have fun)
(foe the love of money)
they got me living a baller steady chasin’
out the paper man
(ooo, have fun)
(foe the love of money)
they got me living a baller steady chasin’
out the paper man, (ooo have fun)

[outro]
get my motherf+ckin’ cash
that’s right had hundreds before
turned to thousands livin’ like a big ball
a shot caller, 9+7 you know what i’m sayin’?
it’s the year of the underdogs
h+ll yeah, baby v+boy records
steppin’ through, kickin’ in those slammin’ cat like doge
you know how we get paid all day, every day
you n+ggas don’t know nothin’ about no motherf+ckin’ cream, yeah
yeah baby real cream, check out the album cover
playas paid a full, you know what i’m sayin?
it don’t stop, we got a glock huh
shouts out to mr. mack
dirty p’s, one love, n+gga
you know what i’m sayin’?
double d, you up in here, n+gga
for the 9+7. scooter g, hi. where them hoes?
you know how we do this sh+t here, tho
(foe the love of money)

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