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| Amil All Money Is Legal That's Right [jay-z] (amil) This how i creep on ya asses See how the beat is building i creep on your asses (just blaze) Let me show y'all what the fuck i mean Uh uh jigga man ya heard Amillion ya heard Rocafella ya heard The dynasty lets go Hook 1: [jay-z] (amil) All my ladies (that's right) You pop cris (that's right) You a hot bitch (that's right) Make that nigga trick (that's right) Get that dough ma (that's right) Let em know ma (that's right) Soon as you learn how da drive make em put you in a five mommie` Hook 2: [amil] (jay-z) Yo you got dough (that's right) Let it show (that's right) If the moneys slow (that's right) You know the rest yo (buck buck buck) For my thug niggas (right) Bust a slug niggas (right) Fuck that get money show love niggas [jay-z] Jigga man got grammys so grams cops cannot stand me Ladies want me to put cock in they hot panties Big man on campus six sadan Over 100 million made niggas shipped and scanned Niggas cannot stop, knocking that big pac, Knocking that big pun, poppin my big gun quick Run duck as soon as the gun bust Forget where i'm from be coughin ya up Robbin hood a the big truck Pickin the bums up I never know when i can be down my dumb luck But the flow so tough i've been beatin the drums up Been hot so long like i'm heatin the sun up Wanna come up ones and i'm beggin niggas to run up So i can take this heat and bang you ta next summa Number 1 rapper dippin mo mos' Don't make me come press ya wit this fo fo nigga Hook 1 jay-z (amil) Hook 2 amil (jay-z) *with minor changes* [amil] Amillion make allota tricks (hop skip) The hottest whip (copped it) Prada shit (rocked it) Got the cris (pop it) Can ma spit (locked it) The roca clique (got us) Like jane's cartoon's get props for props too Give you something you can feel (huh) Can't keep still (huh) Tryin' ta see amil (huh) Dollar dollar bills (huh) Five inch heels (huh) Bitches wanna grill (huh) Me and my labelmates be makin these cats hate Oh come come now Wanna know where i'm from now Her's a little run-down Bk ta uptown Pockets kinda plump now Haters get the thumbs down No need for all that i never keep small stacks Alright y'all lights out Floss with the ice out Brag with the price out Red i flights out Overseas hideout More inside out My bitches time to slide out Its ladies night out Hook 1 jay-z (amil) Hook 2 amil (jay-z) *with minor changes* [jay-z] Its roc-a-wear nigga i got clothes Stop it i got hoes Black asian malaysian spanish mulatoes Look i got whips 4 dot 6 6 drop shits Bentley cop pits While ya'll pop shit Any nigga that tell you money is the root of all evil ain't got shit You a lying bitch You rather live poor I rather die rich Nough' said [amil] Mami girl keep the doo rag You know bag and shoes match Get niggas for a few stacks Quick to run through that Broke niggas boo that Bought my whole crew rap The record i don't play around bitch i lay it down Shit i only roll wit Those who can go get 6 double o whips Niggas that tips Ice had ya hoes trip Daddy let ya dough flip Fuck with loose thugs Go collect thm dubs Hook 1 jay-z (amil) Hook 2 amil (jay-z) *with minor changes* |
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