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[Intro] Coming in bricks I am that bitch, worry bout shit? Money I get [x2] Nothing to say If the money is coming it's coming in bricks [Verse 1] Heard that these niggas is hating Fuck em all, I'm masturbating I done been out the country Middle finger to the stations My records will never get played Every show that I do bet they paid Every bitch that be hating I slay Since 91 been that bitch so don't play All of you bitches, niggas on my pump Money come first, man you niggas is nothing I could treat ya nigga like he a punk Make him get down and eat me til I cum College should make the scholar use his brain Definition of a muthafuckin boss If my nigga cheating then I'm leaving I don't need him, example of my fucking loss I am that bitch so don't act like I'm not Heard that I'm fuckin to get to the top Bet I done counted like hunnids of guap [?] will come but they never gon stop Never fucked Keef, never fucked Fredo Neither SD, never fucked Tadoe I been the shit since I made "What We Do" ho Take ya wifey make you get you a new ho Real niggas come take a seat And I bet they honor the shit that I talk Think I don't peep the shit that you tweet You sweet as a treat, ya dick is so soft Spittin bars out my pussy Dare a bitch to push me Stats just to book me Far from a rookie I just had a baby, still out here goin crazy My name will remain the same, they can't erase me [Hook x2] I am that bitch Worry bout shit? Money I get Nothing to say If they money is coming it's coming in bricks [Verse 2] Sasha will always come first Me and you just not a pair Count so much money it hurt, you other bitches can't compare I got many clothes in my room It's hard to pick out what to wear Couple of homies, they riding with me I love em, the shit is so rare No I do not have a deal, just know I ain't missing no meals Make bitches that say that I'm weak They hubby be all on my heels You probably should check em, maybe I'll let em Get on his knees, give me some beckem If it ain't cheese I can't respect em My daughter will eat for her I will dead em I was born and raised in Chiraq Where you could get wacked anyday If the convo ain't about racks then I do not have shit to say I be layin low for minute Spend it, get it back and then spend it Start dissing ho I'm a end it On a mission to win, I ain't finished [Hook x2] I am that bitch Worry bout shit? Money I get Nothing to say If they money is coming it's coming in bricks
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