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    [Juelz Santana]
    A, im baaaack
    wake up in the mornin with one thought
    I gotta get it
    then I hop up in the shower, had my b-tch already in it
    while she wipe me down, I stroke her breasts
    hopped out the shower soaking wet
    I�m already fly and I ain�t even put my clothes on yet
    cuz
    they get fly (they get fly), I am fly (I am fly)(x3)
    aight, ya n-ggas know me!
    [Lil Wayne - Chorus]
    now I got money on money, and b-tches on b-tches
    bring my chopper to the office, let it handle all my bidness
    I got money on my mind, and I�m thinking all day
    keep a bad b-tch to f-ck me when I had a long day
    cuz my money make money and my b-tches get b-tches
    bring my chopper to the office, let it handle all my bidness
    I get baseball money, check my home run average
    take over the game and let my homeboys have it
    [Juelz Santana]
    uh, aight
    ok I�m up to the plate, homerun is gone
    you know what that means, time to bring that money home
    brown paper bags still talk that money
    and my money make money I don�t touch that money
    I got money mad at me yeah upset money
    I got money over money thats bunk bed money
    crib so spacious, whip so matrix
    keep chicks with me, and the hips bodacious
    lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com
    n-gga like me move quick, no patience
    rockstar life, everyday clique wasted
    everyday�s a long day, I get money the long way
    go to sleep then wake up with it, bed full of naked b-tches
    they know I got that juice and they just want a taste, a sippin�
    I be battin�, they be pitchin�, Barry Bonds the way I hit it
    listen, they get fly (they get fly), I am fly (am fly)
    aight, ya n-ggas know me!
    [Chorus]
    [Juelz Santana - Verse 2]
    uhhh
    I�m international like my f-cking visa
    swag on Easter, that wrist on freezer
    that b-tch on diva, waist on heater
    lungs on reefer, pockets on pizza
    and when it come to gettin doe I�ma roll like Pita (yup)
    coke on the scale, Libra
    Hail Mary n-ggas, no Mother Teresa
    aight, I�m forever on my grind (grind)
    cuz you can freeze the watch but you can never freeze the time (no)
    you pop sh-t, I show sh-t
    you got sh-t, I own sh-t
    that fly sh-t, I�m on it
    I�m hot sh-t, you novice
    man, ok I�m up to the plate, homerun is gone
    you know what that means, it�s time to bring that money home
    [chorus]
    [Juelz Santana]
    wake up in the mornin with one thought
    I gotta get it
    then I hop up in the shower, had my b-tch already in it
    while she ride me down, I stroke her breasts
    hopped out the shower soaking wet
    I�m already fly and I ain�t even put my clothes on yet
    cuz
    they get fly (they get fly), I am fly (I am fly)(x3)
    aight, ya n-ggas know me!
    [Chorus]
    [End]
    #FreeColleGrove2
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