I'm walking this bitch just like a bag of money
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Always speaking, the girls be screaming... for me
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But really it just beat my money.
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Uh, pull up, I'll be dressing, I'll be stressing
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Cause you know that I'm the bummer
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Watch me, girl!
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See, I don't your bitch, boy, she got my bitch
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She talk more than...
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And all you girls see me rounded
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And all too much money to count it.
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They like ooh you know your stuff
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Baby, that's what's up
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Got a girl in Virginia that look better than all your spouses
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They like ooh you know your stuff
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Baby, that's what's up
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Got a girl in Virginia that look better than all your spouses
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Down on your luck, down on your luck, down
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Down on your luck, down on your luck, down oh, oh
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I open this bitch, I open this bitch,
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I count money to... stuck in her tits
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Till I look in her face, and I put it away,
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I ain't throwing this money around.
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She think she's so bad
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She don't know I had, plenty bitches cry
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Some of them quitter, but I keep a few times around.
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Girl, keep popping, keep popping
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Don't stop till the money, ain't dropping!
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Baby girl, but don't face trance,
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I'm fucked up in that...
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You're... so you need that
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I'm a real nigga, so I feel that.
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Down on your luck, down on your luck, down
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Down on your luck, down on your luck, down oh, oh
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Down On Your Luck
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| Sage The Gemini |
