A Runway In My Past Cuz All Da Models Be On My Dick Young Money Young Money Swallow Dat Shit Bitch Santa Clause Killa Wit A holiday Shit List You Could
me Shittin on you boys like im sittin on the toilet seat Why M.O.B. we on that soprano shit Everyday we blowing cash we be on that hammer shit (Lil Wayne
science so don't front, Cause Brooklyn won't front, naw, we don't front, In fact, it's gettin' like a daily operation, Cenilish born represents my young
can bring them chrome things for that drastic shit Metal detectors, no problem, got that plastic shit Witnesses, I ain't seen 'em, they had masks and shit
ASAP And you don?t do shit but get money all day Put some shoes on my bullets now they runnin your way YM Young Mula, Young Money all day Where the drugs
crew, we got motherfuckers over here Rapping for real, eat pussy on records and shit That shit ain't what's happening, we got some real shit Trying
have no intention of paying for my crimes don't fear We're gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away, fly away I've committed murder Fly, fly
wet a nigga swam, Like a salmon in this bitch, my dick drowning in that shit. They love a fly nigga on that frisbee shit. Plus a nigga get Gs like them
(Young Cash - Intro) Young Cash Brick Squad! We started this brick shit nigga! (Chorus) All I do is win, win, win, no matter what Young niggas from the
man, I never forget about y'all. Yah man just be busy, so shit'll be right when y'all get out. For sho. [fades] [Royce-1st verse] Dear Cash, what's goin
the same page From pettiness understandings that got cleared up with age Two young boys who was ready to mash Put P A on the map and maybe make a little cash
in Cause my dicks a tight fit fight with the nice split Tech Nina I do that Bollywood chick likes this [Chorus] [Verse 3] I met this fly young hip
call in New York Told his man God it's goin' down, fly the whole team in for support Remember that Ray shit that Jamie Foxx played? That was my shit
out, never that, young dude, clever cat Eat shit, smoke spliffs, get high, reminisce Innocence, bulletproof, any one, pullin' through Junior High, do it fly
m the dude, Mannie fresh the shit Two ghetto ass niggas now to flip a brick Well, I'm stunna homeboy and I'm filthy rich Super fly get money in the drop
live this shit And We the Best, it's no pretend I touch a million, throwing hundreds in this bitch [Verse 7 - Birdman] Real nigga number one, hustle fly
on or get mashed up Think you can fuck with Luda then put a million of your cash up(hi) [Chorus: x4] L O L O Dey Know Dey Know [Verse 3: Young Jeezy
Intro: Young Neef] Gunnaz, you hear that mothafuckin knock nigga G.I.F.I. Rocafella records you know [Verse 1: Young Neef] Said it's a nice day out And