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Never Had Shit (Feat. Big Tymers, B.G. & Turk)

That's right, Cash Money took over this shit, motherfuckers

Y'all don't know how ta do it, I'ma show ya how I live

Peep this shit out, lil' oneMy pockets flooded with money like it been rainin' for months

Put Jackie Chan outta business, tha way that I live stunt

Man, I'll spend fifty G's on just a chair and a sofa

Got tired of all that drivin', so I got me a chauffeurGettin' head watchin' TV on tha block of Magnolia

Give tha kids twenty dollars when I open my door

My grill like marble floors, was workin' with four

After we score, I laid there and got me six moreNow my body needs ta be treated, I'm 'bout to get weak

Full of that shit, gon' kill that man, he got me hungry and greedy

They call my watch tha North Pole 'cuz it's flooded with ice

It's a bitch in tha day, a motherfucker at nightIf somebody get my jewelry they'll be set for life

Buy a house before tha wedding and a ring for tha wife

Money ain't shit to me because I'm young and I'm blessed

I don't carry no cash, its credit cards, checksActin' like a nigga that ain't never had shit

Lookin' through my ben, sayin', there's some assesActin' like a nigga, that ain't never had shit

Lookin' through my ben, sayin', there's some assesActin' like a nigga, that ain't never had shit

Lookin' through my ben, sayin', there's some assesActin' like a nigga, that ain't never had shit

Lookin' through my ben, sayin', there's some assesNigga, I stretched tha Rover, stopped playin' with these hoes

Got a hundred on my left, fifty on tha wrist, ho

Fuck, I be shinin' from tha clothes, cars, jewelry

Got seven-year-old children wan grow up to be like meNiggas pullin' up, drivin' off tha showroom floor

Got a mouth full of gold so I can boot these hoes

Somebody asked me tha time, I just had ta look back

Showed them tha baguettes on my watch and say how I could see thatGot trillion cut earrings, so I can blind these hoes

I'm tha number one stunna, fuckin' rap hoes

Stun'n is a way of livin', ya fuckin' with my clique

Try ta pay tha dealership that sell tha shit that don't existI got all my hoes ridin' Lexus coupe, two door

Put tha Cadillac up, it was movin' too slow

We Cash Money stunnas, money long as tha street

You wan' verify our cash, go ask First NBC, niggaActin' like a nigga, that ain't never had shit

Lookin' through my ben, sayin', there's some assesActin' like a nigga, that ain't never had shit

Lookin' through my ben, sayin', there's some assesActin' like a nigga, that ain't never had shit

Lookin' through my ben, sayin', there's some assesActin' like a nigga, that ain't never had shit

Lookin' through my ben, sayin', there's some assesLook, look, bitches say, I stunt too much

It's okay 'cuz I can back it up

Know you gon' let me do, what I do

Rock my Rolie, ride drop-tops, too'Til tha day I die, I'm gon' shine

Drive top of tha line, pop bottles of wine

Break bread with my clique of niggas, niggas

Toss hoes, take naked pictures, picturesRap, hustle, get paid, nigga, nigga

Try not to get a big head, nigga, nigga

Look, you like my watch, ha, you like my ring, ha

You like tha way it look and how it bling bling, haI got so many karats, I could feed ten rabbits

Got so much ice, cool me down when I wear it

Every nigga in my clique, bubble and glide

Every nigga in my clique sittin' low and highActin' like a nigga, that ain't never had shit

Lookin' through my ben, sayin', there's some assesActin' like a nigga, that ain't never had shit

Lookin' through my ben, sayin', there's some assesActin' like a nigga, that ain't never had shit

Lookin' through my ben, sayin', there's some assesActin' like a nigga, that ain't never had shit

Lookin' through my ben, sayin', there's some asses

Songwriters

Christopher Dorsey;Tab Virgil;Terius Grey;Byron Thomas;Bryan 'baby' WilliamsPublished by

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