ll never get you paid This is the DREAM of a young black teen I fiend for hoes cross country like a greedy crack fiend, now c'mon! [Chorus w/ Songz ad-lib] [Bun B
get you paid This is the DREAM of a young black teen I fiend for hoes cross country like a greedy crack fiend, now c'mon! [Chorus w/ Songz ad-lib] [Bun B
N-gga just got my voice insured Yea, look at me now b-tch! Look at me now (x3) I'm getting paper Look at me now (x3) Look at me now, b-tch!
proly in ya bitch and if i there im proly getting rich cuz all i of is money and sex fuckin and checks money and sex fuckin and checks bun b:verse
little baddest and the hottest- Got a body of a goddess. I'm back and with the best- Best! And I put that on everything- Curly- Ace- Bun B- Trina- an
) Bia-bia-bia-b-b-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-b-b-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) [Bun B] Say, I'm all about
jacket Until they free Pimp C I'ma leave it up to you G O K K K To keep it street That's why me and my brother Got Bun B to bounce wit us on this beat
strait jacket Until they free Pimp C I'ma leave it up to U G O K K K to keep it street That's why me and my brother Got Bun B to bounce wit us on this
jacket Until they free Pimp C I'ma leave it up to U, G, O K K K To keep it street That's why me and my brother Got Bun B to bounce wit us on this beat
the bar Pick another drink, get ready to go Send me ya telephone number, bitch, maybe when I'm ready to roll I'll hit you wit' the totem pole, but right now
it bitch Alotta clowns in this rap game on that circus shit While I proceed to win and shake the game like (?) It's Gudda (Chorus) (Bun B) We up in
all day Count money all day, count money all, money all Count money all day, count money all day, count money all Money all, money all, money all day [Bun B
[Bun B] I'm sittin in my spaceship 2009 lexus I'm dippin through this gooniverse AKA that Texas I pop open my cargo hatch And let'em see the payload Me
in my past to show for it No disrespect to Mistah F.A.B. But nigga I ain't never really been out flowed by no boy Your food look just right I'ma eat
trouble in the flesh, you can't see me with the Hubble We ain't wishin these niggaz good luck, go get a clover This Bun B, it's "B.E. 3," this shit is
