from all your wives I keep it live with word manipulation Its the Dog Eat Dog roguish armament invasion All across the nation and around the world People are getting live
of acid, I got the game mastered Move dimes, hit twenties addicted to gettin' money It could be a hundred degrees and never look sunny Black I'm tryin' to live
Sittin down with the plug, bout to order up some taco's Talkin' velveeta hella chips, nachos And you really gettin' money, say cheese in this muthafucka Bitches on your dog
, celebratin' living life Blowing big, feet landed down in the sand, YMCMB nigga, rich gang Hey hey, I'm gettin' money on the streets Hey, you niggas don't know how to eat
Way back when I was just a little bitty boy Living in a box Under the stairs In the corner of the basement In the house half a block down the street from
phony as the next dude You fuck wit me, I'ma send your ass to Neptune You can only hate me dog but you can't play me dog You best respect Facemob, bitch
stacking the money up to the ceiling Ain't no penicillin finna hit 'em When I'm dealing wit 'em ask Yung Berg Where we go after we kill 'em? 'Cuz we gettin
all them Jawns that be hurtin' the game. I be dreamin' 'bout hoes and doin' them live shows, Shirtless, that's why I started to personal train. Dog, personally
in spot, ditchin' the cops I'm in the porsche box with fox, glistenin' watch Wore steel gray, lexus, gs-4 That's an evil metal when the dog pedals to
's house But before she got there she met this man That turned her hot ass out Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair The dog's on my ass and gettin'
the zone, a hundred thousand cash you know da deal, nigga you know da outcome dub C and C Mac take tha money 'n run [CJ Mac] We gettin' close, hot as
click Kinfolks we block burn till we get these mills We do it how it go so we gone get it how we live Dope just [unverified] and can't stop me from gettin
[T-Pain - Chorus] Hey heh, hey heh I'm gettin' money on the streets Hey You n-ggas don't know how to eat Hey Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh I turn a diamond to
every penny Two will make a three and that one will bring an extra twenty I was gettin' it, I admit it But right now I'm extra gettin' it MVP is my statistic
O.X. hold the hammers Like we waitin for screws With Angie Mar' blowin muthafuckers out of they shoes, what? Comin live from the streets where some died tryin to eat
Young girls with weak minds, but they butt strong Tried to call, or at least beep the Lord, but didn't have a touch-tone It's a dog-eat-dog world, you
niggas count One Mississippi, you can't get with me Two Mississippi, you never gon' hit me Three Mississippi, can't no bitch trick me Four Mississippi, won't no dog
acid, I got the game mastered Move dimes, hit twenties addicted to gettin money It could be a hundred degrees and never look sunny Black I'm tryin to live
