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D B S Red

P.D. back up for par Dolce jar Girls and Bob dog, what's up with the bar Midori forty-five degrees with cigar (uh huh) V.I.P., B.I.G. here we are (that

. C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they move too slow Now Sire/Warner Bros. clocks all the dough As the record revolves money's gettin' made A.S.C.A.P. pays me every time it's

's hot Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot And if a nigga get a attitude Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot I've

hollerin', dollar after dollar Flippin' chickens, gettin' tickets, want the money and the power Born stuntin', uptown hunter 3rd world G's ***** been about money Ice chunk, Birdman red

John Lennon Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh Talk stupid get your head popped I got that Esther, bitch, I'm Red Fox Big B's, Red Sox

not resort to welfare I care can't stop won't stop couldn't even do it if I tried if I said I did I'd lie let's ride x 2 ride... {chorus} I need a favour

hard on these b-tches i aint promise tomorrow now women kickin it with me like Nomar Garciaparra Few grow them killer plants, the lil tune shop of horror(?) and we roll them b

) Verse 2: Layzie Bone Now could this be B-O-B The bad boy the Bone I be thugging for eternal Wanna test me it's on Now where my niggas at Pull a nigga

" fuck what another motherfucker told y'all that's tipical talk when they dick hard they just wanna little pussy mama that's all it's like fourth down