him off [Hook] Click shit makes the motherfuckin' money I s-said realize the game (I said ya blowin' hot air) Click shit makes the motherfuckin' money
shoebox from under my bed Looked out the window all I see was candy paints and wheels Stressin' seperatin' weed from the seeds and stems In desperate need of some money
and my itenary stay crackin' I'm mackin' boss bitch, hell I'm pimpin' I'm on one, I have no mercy I go sick with it Like Cash Money we click with it,
[The Click talking] We taping..... What it is...what it is...what it is Ooh...bitch [Hook x2: B-Legit] We ain't in love with no money, the money love
[Man talking] Yeah, go on pour ya partner some of that there [Pouring] Oh boy, yeah hold on not too much not too much Right there, yeah see that's that
[Hook] Ah is a, ah is a ain't (A ho protector) What you gon' do let her take all ya bank (Break ya self, nigga, break ya self) Ah is a, ah is a ain't
(feat. Levitti) [Levitti] Whoa, whoa, whoa yeah Whoa, whoa, whoa yeah ooh [Hook: The Click & Levitti] Ya say ya wanna baller Say dat den (I wanna
they mama Killers keep they silence Automatic choppers, throw-aways, police sirens I'm out here gettin' my fetti, y'all niggaz playin' I'm out here havin' money
Uh, Sick Wid It, Sick Wid It 707, Sick Wid It Records, Sick Wid It Click shit, Click shit nigga Click shit, Click shit nigga Click shit, Click shit nigga
gangsta mode Smobbin' down the blok on twenty inch toes A what ya gon' do about it A what ya gon' do about it [Hook: B-Legit & (The Click)] Now to my
nigga house, juss some days to pay a warrant that dirty varmit back to the Regime conglomerate where the climate is always sunny for money the small
the new size that'll hold you, let your shit come through See one deep I'm whooping clicks, gangs With my 50 Cal., click bang, I'm gangsta walking with
s so exquisite Let it go now front back watch me drop it like that Show me where that money at Boy come wit them money stacks Break in wit that pussy
and hustle Try to flex your muscle But my criteria gotta over comes yo strategies Try to make a mob out of peas I can ride on you wit money-t and an amount
tried to flick his shine Had a big gat, click, clack, hit recline Don't ever complain, over no dumb dame See you big money, I'll turn 'em to chump change
try to hide from accomplice vibe Yo, we break bread, break heads, my people shake feds Gamble and scramble, F what your man do It's all about this husltin game, muscle
of the murderous bitch, the murderous clique Like you never heard of the G From the muscle like crime life like corner hustlers And the, tunner winter shit, tell me I ain't a winner ??, Got my mind on my money and my money
money, getcha money Getcha money, getcha money Getcha money, getcha money Hey I'm bout to activate a wonder twin power on their ass Getcha money, getcha money
