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アーティスト:Junior M.A.F.I.A.  アルバム:Conspiracy 

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Get money Get money Get money Get money Get money Get money You wanna sip mo' on my living room flo' Play Nintendo with cease a Leo Pick up my phone say "Poppa not home" Sex all night mad head in the morn' Spin my V, smoke all my weed Tattoo on sayin' B I G, now check it You wanna be my main squeeze baby Don'tcha, you wanna gimme what I need baby Won'tcha, picture life as my wife just think Full length mink, fat X and O links Bracelets to match, conversation was all that Showed you the safe combinations and all that Guess you could say you's the one I trusted Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard? Got hot, you sent feds to my spot Took me to court, tried to take all I got 'Nother intricate plot, the bitch said, "I raped her" Damn, why she wanna stick me for my paper? My mo-sci-no, my ver-sa-ce hottie Come to find out, you was everybody You knew about me, the fake ID Cases in Virginia, body in D.C Woe, oh is me, that's what I get for trickin' Pay my own bail, commence to kickin' Lick in the door, wavin' the four-four All you heard was, poppa don't hit me no more Disrespect my click, my imperial Fuck around and made her milk box material You feel me? suckin', runnin' your lips 'Cause of you, I'm on some real Get money Get money Get money Get money Get money Get money Get money Get money Betta grab a seat grab on your as this gets deep Deeper than the of a six feet Stiff feel sweet in this little petite Young from the street, guaranteed to stay down Used to bring work outta town on Greyhound


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