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    Bizzy Bone - Money
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    [Intro: Bizzy]
    Bizzy Bone, you know what it is baby
    After Platinum Records
    Let's get this money '07 style

    [Chorus: Bizzy Bone]
    Mon-eyyyyyyyyyy, mon-eyyyyyyyyyy, mon-eyyyyyyyyyy
    Gotta get that money money, gotta get that money money money money
    Mon-eyyyyyyyyyy, mon-eyyyyyyyyyy, mon-eyyyyyyyyyy
    Gotta get that money money, gotta get that money money money money money

    [Bizzy Bone]
    I don't give a fuck what they sayin!
    Buck buck buck buuuuuuck!

    I'm ridin a Caddy and daddy I'm rollin it sadly, but I don't mind
    If they laughin at me the movie I hardly think that they be singin singin
    I never gave up on my lady, but she still ain't listenin to me
    Gotta let them 24's spin, chins ain't chippin or flippin
    And let me get another victim again, gain-gain-gain-gain
    Whether they don't gimme any Henn' or befriend them, when they say I was
    But I been right here cuz, you know what it is, you know what it was
    So they wanna move dude, what'chu gotta do, who? Not me
    I said I'm glossin, and who you thought of flossin baby
    Baby I'm not 'Pac though, and I'm not God, no!
    But I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
    Mo' money money money money money money, in the face of the crowd
    Plottin now, I don't need no pride to hide, oh wow, oh wow
    Mo' money money, in the face of the crowd
    Plottin now, I don't need no pride to hide, oh wow
    But baby I'm not 'Pac, no! (buck buck buck buck buuuuuuck!)

    [Chorus]

    [Twista]
    You knocked out by the Windy City southpaw
    No cookin in the kitchen homie we put out raw
    Midwest outlaw, fuck with it? I doubt y'all
    Somewhere between Chi-Town and Cleveland is where they found y'all
    Rollin through the alley in a Caddy
    Blowin Cali to the haters, oh what a pity
    When they hit a nigga, Twista rockin city after city
    they gon' ask, "Is he doin it with Bizzy?"
    And you know why they done that (why?)
    Because we two of the coldest motherfuckers
    to spit these fast lyrics on one track
    Buck 'em with a lyrical bullet in the body
    because I gotta get the fire know the shit don't stop
    Pull up in a Lamborghini or the Ferrari
    I know I gotta get the props, cause I gotta get the drop
    Gotta get the dough and get the money money
    I could really feel it when I hear they comin for me
    Try to get it if you think you feelin kinda lucky
    Twin glocks so you know you better bring a buddy
    And I got the ammunition for anybody
    that wanna go against the Midwest Militia
    A whole clip at the competition for Bizzy
    A whole clip at the competition for Twista
    A whole clip at the world, because it's us against
    And then this shit about to get ugly
    For static, I'ma hit 'em with an automatic
    Run and do murder after murder, but I'm a baller so I gotta get

    [Chorus]

    [Bizzy Bone]
    Buck buck buck buuuuuuck!

    Me and my brother Twista gettin it crunk
    and drinkin that Goosey, with 'em a brew
    Doin whatever we wanna do, get to the club, ain't nobody knew
    Thought that we beefin they try to divide the truth
    Talk about who really started the style
    How 'bout everyone livin in harmony, look at the army now
    General 7, the belly is purest and we gonna get it at heaven
    We dancin our way to the gates, if you comin with me we'll need every Muslim
    We human, we're all in the brethren
    Veteran deep in the city I pity the fool who jump out of this fake
    What do I look like massagin the thought
    when they come with the matrix and say that we 'fraid
    We'll never break, 'member that conny and Twista
    we're gonna go through the fire
    Never expire, give it the way that they want it
    they'll front on you if you tired (what about)
    Money you tell me what's money to you, pay for the rappers and corporates
    The office that burn wood, but the burn good and the brain wave
    Puts the energy certainly, I don't have time for emergencies
    Baby the word and we walk with the covenant
    Party and poppin the melody baby, I know that the ladies be lovin it
    Brush the dust, enemies way, get 'em a drink, we look too lovely
    The spirit is present and never be hesitant
    Twista and Bizzy, we gettin this money nucca

    [Chorus]
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