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(feat. Bun B)



[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Ok I think I think I think I think I'm the badest we got all the bottles they got all the glasses, I'm proly with yo girlfriends cause they got all the asses, burning all this paper you should try and catch the ashes, I'm in my section poppin something off in the bank or a bitch droppin something off, wo wo work ho make me throw this paper out looking like a paper rout dicker down lay her out didn't have to take her out thinkin I'm a do her right look left and fake her out, haaa cause I get back to the money if I ever leave boomerang back to the money

[Chorus:]
All I think about is money and sex fuckin and checks
In this life time you need to run and get left,
M m money and sex fuckin and checks
In this life time you need to run and get left
Now I'm finnaly gettin rich proly in ya bitch
And if I there I'm proly getting rich cause all I
Of is money and sex fuckin and checks
Money and sex fuckin and checks

[Verse 2: Bun B]
I say I feel I feel I feel I feel I'm the best got the game on bubble like the vest, piece hangin on my
Chain chain hangin on my chest chest the game is on lock money power and respect,
I started in the streets choppin rocks in a gravle pit went from not having to having it
From dreaming to grabing it with only top ramen noodles up in my cabinet no I'm killing this motherfucker, beating and stabbing it, speaking of stabbing it where ya bitch she just text me
She say she in the room rockin something sexy no disrespect g cause I ain't even trying to but send her to my room if you see her before I do

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Big Sean]
Bitch I'm on a money making marathon welcome to the terror dome journey to my life
The whole world is my carry on, I took I vowel that I'm forever getting payed always heard that lifes a beach so I'm forever getting layed if money equals power then I'm a fucken generator
Man that spotlight bright so watch mecenter stage it and do it yo girl wanna do it dam I look good
But you already knew it can't remember the last time I seen my bed sets or the last time I had bed sex I'm in the backseat getting my dick wet I fell asleep getting brain that's a head rest last night I hit the bar said I want it all and today I said the same thing at the mall come through in yo city do the same thing tomorrow gettin money and I can't say the samething for ya'll

 
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Finally Famous Vol. 3: BIG - 2010
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