Money & The Powder

1 - money and the powder, money and the powder

(misses gangsta boo got the) money and the powder (yup)

Money and the powder, money and the powder

(niggas pagin me for my) money and the powder

Money and the powder, money and the powder

(I got all you bitches jade, cuz of) money and the powder

Money and the powder, money and the powder

(up 24/7, cuz my) money and the powder

[gangsta boo]

I got the money and the powder

Yeah, got the fuckin dollas, 40

Increasin hours

Trade your whole damn life for it

Only tryin to be the richest bitch

That roam the city streets

Keep a bird flyin to the south

For a winters peak

South folk put me up on game

Cuz the game aint changed

Still the same way

Likin me and your momma gaze

Rappin get ya paid

Thats cool, Im havin fun, see

Live on stage, gangsta boo is what they call me

Good sense of humor

Kinda funny once you get to know

Money over bitches, once on top

You dont hear me though

Stay smokin green

Cuz I got it like that

I stay up on some pure shit

On and poppin like that

So if you try to break me

Never will you succeed

Cuz a bitch like me, always got a plan b

With hypnotize minds

Blindin bitches when we come through

To all enquiring minds

Yours truly, gangsta boo

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[gangsta boo]

Its kinda hard bein the lady that I am, you see

Without a shiesty ass nigga tryin to get with me

But we gon ride and get high

Glidin deep in the night

In your pearl mercedes fixed with the blue headlights

Okay, its on, pop the dom

What about the 100, percent pure that you promised me

Before you go under

Call me lady, me, no

Im takin over your hood

Because its on, good

Yellin that Im wishin you would

Try to gank me for my shit

Never buyin ya baby

I be the one that rock your cradle

Come and play with me baby

Yee know, its bout the money

It aint bout nothin else

Dont try to play me bitch

Be fuckin tryin to play with yourself

If its cool, then its cool

If its not, then its not

If ya ass actin shady, if its bricked or rocked

Dont be crossin like a God when youre dealin with me

Its not so easy bein hard

Whatcha tryin to be?

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[gangsta boo]

What a trip, I got you bitches wantin to roll with me

But back in 1993, you wouldnt fuck with me

But now I got an album out

Look at tv, Im on it

Now youre lookin for some fame

Plus all my niggas, you want em

Never that, I cant be usin groupies

To call em friends

Because my money and my powder would be gone in the end

I cant depend on you bitches when Im in some trouble

Blow your bump and fuck me up

Once imma fuck you up ?

Get your squad, what they gon do? (not shit)

I thought you knew

With my black hooded crew

We gon come and get you

Cuz we got money to make

Whatever nigga it take

We got some kis in this shit

We gotta bring home some play

It aint no limit in this because we real to the fact

If your ass black, you know you gotta hustle for scraps

So imma holla

Thanks for listenin all my ghetto girls and boys

First comes money, then the powder

Then relax, and youll enjoy

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