Money Run

Fifty cent will get you dimples

That means this dollar will clear wrinkles

Paid in full

I'm presidential

Spin the block

Return the rental

Go again

Number two pencil

Your scan tron

Several dot your mental

Woo

I am suck a pro

Still experiemental

Woo

You can get the message

Fuck who sent you

Pow

Get back to the money

I was finto

Boy

That is not a word

Bitch I been through

Enough college to say what the fuck I want to

Sixty bands every hour

Like a fucking walk through

You keep on playing

And I promise you

That I will cough you

Him

Spit in that bitch

Then back up off you

Amen

Yes

I only come in peace

And I set it up for fun

Airing everything now clear the streets

Cause I might just be the one

Staying on my flo, I'm hard as crease

And Imma leave it to my son

I see ashy Larry's get you greased

Yea my uncle got a gun

I was born a lion I'm a beast

You can try me if you want

Biting anybody off a leash

Young Nigga World up in my trunk

I been giving thanks, It's time to feast

And I bet chu that it bump

Add em to the list of the deceased

And Imma get it on the

Now run

Run to the money

Time to do the money run

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Time to do the money run

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Time to do the money run

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Time to do the money run

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Time to do the money run

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Time to do the money run

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Time to do the money run

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Time to do the money run

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It's time to do the money

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