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Lyrics:
Mama, Mama!
(What? What?)
You get that money out my pants last night?
(Nah I didn't get no money out your pants
And quit yelling at me!)
Ain't nobody hollerin' at you!
I had a dream that rap wouldn't work
I woke up on the block
Had to hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
I got Medusa on my sneakers
My dick up like 'nice to meet ya'
100K for a feature, hundred K's at my leisure
Then we aim at your people
I be higher than a eagle
When…
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