[Petey Pablo]
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Getcha money, it's tha come up
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Nada nada, get the whole thing
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Do it big.. yeaaaaaaaaaaaa
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[Petey Pablo]
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Time is tickin', with a hole in the hourglass
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Startin' guns, been five
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And I ain't tryin to come in last
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Ain't no need for me to be upset
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And ain't no need for you to be mad
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If a man got his own pad
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And whether he want forty-karat
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He gonna have to do that there, prove yourself
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The greed words, you had that there
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What a dream, he would always had
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And it ain't right, but that's the way it is
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In this life, you don't get to deal
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You can climb to the roulette wheel
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I want something I can leave my kids
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The memories of what they wish their daddy had did
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If I could leave them all a couple of mill
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And show em how this cruel world can really get the best of a nigga
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I'd show em life through the eyes of a demon
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The only thing that matters is the root of all evil
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[Chorus: Sunshine Anderson (Petey Pablo)]
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Getcha money made (getcha meoney), it's tha come up (it's tha come up)
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Not a little bit (nada nada), get the whole thing (get the whole thing)
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Gotta do it big (do it big), to sum it up (yeeaaaaaaa)
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We just wanted it, tha come up
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[This time through added libs by Sunshine Anderson]
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Getcha money made (getcha meoney), it's tha come up (it's tha come up)
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Not a little bit (nada nada), get the whole thing (get the whole thing)
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Gotta do it big (do it big), to sum it up (yeeaaaaaaa)
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We just wanted it, tha come up
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[Petey Pablo]
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I ain't got time to be bothered with ya'll
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I got a hundred problems and there's only one way I'm gonna solve em
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I'm gonna have to get my grind on
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Hustlin' and using my muscle tryin to bring the prize home
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I ain't the only nigga with issues and I know that
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But I ain't concerned with nobody's issues by mine Jack
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I invented jail, invited [?] em back
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Hell, I'm still in that
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The only thing left now is six feet of cold black
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Flower bringin' and church singin'
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In a grave stiffed up and stankin'
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And you can tell that I've been thinkin' can't cha (can't cha)
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Now maybe you can understand my anger
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And while I'm still out there candy slangin'
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And while I'm out there, chasin' them banks
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And why I gotta smoke a pound of dank
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You never know when your day gonna be your last day
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Better get this money when it should've been made (maaade)
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[Chorus]
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[Petey Pablo]
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I'm sorry it had to come to this (to this)
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I know I'm really disrespecting your family members
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That really love to care
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It ain't ya'll, cause ya'll know me better than this
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I guess it's just the way that I'm is
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And maybe I'm a deadbeat kid
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Maybe I really don't deserve to live
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Maybe they should have gave me life in prison
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Only takin' what they give me
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Cause out here, I'm stuck in menace
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Cause out here, I'm a threat to niggas
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I'm like smokin' and pumpin' gas
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Light the fire loose to the filter (whew)
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You don't feel the vibe we givin'
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Cause if you'd did, you'd done been the hell up
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You'd done been stickin' ahead of your business
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You'd of been, shittin' embarrassed to hit me
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You'd of been, sent them boys to get me
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Nah ah ah
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And I don't repent cause I ain't that nigga
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And anything I done, I meant it (you meant it, you meant it)
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[Chorus x2]
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[Sunshine Anderson]
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Getch yo money made
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Getch yo money made
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The Come Up
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Petey Pablo |