's free We can work without the perks, just you and me Thug it out 'til we get it right Baby if you strip, you could get a tip 'Cause I like you just the way you
and stomach (Are you ready?) (Come with me) 'Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me) 'Til it pop off And you better
priceless Working on my calves the triceps to biceps, bypass the gas stop at traffic lights I get a round round without a driver's licence Hello (Hi!) you
without a stone As soon as you hear my voice Don't hesitate Put your finger on the button Erase my love, I bet you can't erase my touch You're tryin
letting you know I know what you need I'll turn you around This beautiful town And then you'll believe When your eyes they deceive you It's easy, don
to you, this goes out to you This goes out to you, this goes out to you This goes out to you, this goes out to you This goes out to you, this goes out
face Inside a symbol, my life throughout the motherfucking suitcase You about to take who's place? Not Seis Your body'll be laced, and left without a
m getting closer to the end of the line I'm living easy where the sun doesn't shine I'm living in a room without any view I'm living free because the rent
So who could be behind my smile I'm crying out and I'm left without a hand T, no you ain't, you can tell us anything We'll advise you in every way
stage. Without you no tellin' where I'd be singin' me diff'rent song. Breakin' rocks for ten or twenty years but you wouldn't let me go wrong. Standin' by me 'cause you
about jewels (Bling bling) Do you fools Listen to music or Do you just skim Through it? See I'm influenced By the ghetto you ruined That same dude You
different roads There's a million you can pick But they're all gonna lead you back home Yeah, we're livin' in some crazy days We're all crazy in our diff'rent
CHORUS [Jully Black] I hope you witness the adventures of Miss Money Jane Blind your ass, while you out looking for that money train If you look then you will find, but think about what you
Let's do this one more time Everything will be alright Everything will be alright alright We'll see you there when we get there We'll see you there
pop out the steering wheel It's real, stack dough and make more While you cats come up slow like Lamborgini doors You might see me in a Range, you might
DJ for the Affair Where we'll be getting down and won't be coming up for air So, you can leave your nose at home You might wanna rent a blow hole, oh
was with Tre" He in the hospital too? "Nah." Needless to say, call you back I called up Tre, Tre answered, I said Hey man, keep it real fam, why the fuck you
gettin' lifted. So now I'm sittin' here shit outta luck Without a buck and it don't make a difference! So yo! If you hear me Cause if you don't I come