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You Ain't Know (feat. Birdman)

Yeah, I got a lot of loot and I ain't lookin' for a lady

And you could never pay me I'm from uptown baby

I wake up in the mornin', take a piss and wash my hands

Take a knee and thank the Man, then get back to the moneyYou ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money

You ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money, to the moneyN**** I ain't got a money printer

So for this paper chase I'm out runnin' sprinters

Yes, the last two cash money members

Shout out to the new cash money membersBaby and Slim still point guard and center

So much money on my mind it's all I remember

And I just bought a gun with a extender

And that b**** hold me up like suspendersCut like a blender sharper than a b****

They got so many *** *** I can make a list

N***** wonder why I stress that I am the best

'Cause even bobble heads tell me yes, haPut it on the hood, I'm Hollygrove to death

I'm already good, I'm workin' on my left

A jungle on my wrist, a circus on my neck

Don't forget the baby no, don't forget the FYou ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money

You ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the moneyYou ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money

You ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money, to the moneyBrush the platinum, grab the straps, homie make it happen

Comin' through my neighborhood with 4's on the caddy

Limo tints out the pound and uptown crackin'

Red bandanna duckin' feds and the money stackin'Rest in peace to Miss Gladys like everyday

We on the grind for the shine and we gon' get paid

Spent a mill' on the wheels custom with the navi'

Two of the same whips we doin' it big livin' lavishThis is a Scott storch and I'm a hot torch

And gettin' money is my sport

And understand the rap game is my court

So I shall walk and come forth like a rock portOr some sort of matchin' slippers or yacht shoes

See I don't cruise control I control the cruise

Yes, I gets throat on a boat

And I vow to never fall like soap on a rope andI got a lot of loot and I ain't lookin' for a lady

And you can never pay me I'm from uptown baby

I wake up in the mornin' take a piss and wash my hands

Take a knee and thank the Man, then get back to the moneyYou ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money

You ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the moneyYou ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money

You ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money, to the moneyFresh with the hustle so we bounce back on them suckers

Blowin' big, doin' gigs, got it ran in hundreds

They reppin', layin' here we stuntin'

On the grind all the time homie gettin' money3rd Ward soldier, 13th gangsta

17th hustler known top ranker

Money go getter, them clowns can't figure

Poppin' at the mouth like this cutter won't split 'emKnow how to survive hustlin' stayin' fly

My whole hood cried when my lil' brother died

Know I had to ride, never let it slide

It's just the G in me and I'ma get it 'til I die daddyYou ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money

You ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the moneyYou ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money

You ain't know, I gotta go

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money, to the money

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