Tajai:
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It goes one, two, three.
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That's the count of the immaster mount that's got scrilla.
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We got the killa Taj and willa young lady looking sensuous.
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To solcialize.
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I sense she is down so she lie
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Back with me
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Cuz it's a natural thing, so act quickly
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Cuz it's like that we gunna be...
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Opio:
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...Out the dope stack
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And my pockets relax
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Calm.
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Collecting my scratch .
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And the girlies attracked.
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I snatched
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Women, make them collapse on their back side.
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That's right.
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When I'm finished, vanish into the night.
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Like the caped crusader don't say "hi" to the trick.
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Can't appreciate them, cuz they just be riding the dick.
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A-Plus:
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See, we too fly to be weak.
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Telling hoes to step aside.
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Be like "I ain't the one,"
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But get them sprung
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When I'm erectified.
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I betcha tried to get my dope, but nope.
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Always cautious with my cash, cuz my dad told me so.
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My rhyme will blow your foe away.
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I know the way
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to freak it, so hoes know the "A".
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Phesto:
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Today's just another day for me to get paid.
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Invade the stage,
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And retreat for the shade.
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Find me a top bread freak to get laid.
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Back when I'm masquerade.
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I get basquerade (???)
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Direct from
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My spectrum
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To select from.
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Sex them,
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Neglect them,
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Then I'm on the the next one.
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[CHORUS:]
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"Yeah. Grab the money and run.
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You gotta, get the girl, grab the money, and run.
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You gotta, get the girl, grab the money, and run.
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you gotta, get the girl, grab the money."
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A-Plus:
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We dissin' rappers cuz I think I need to.
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We chillin' drinking 80 proof liters.
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Makin' skeezers say "ooh ahh."
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Let them know who crew robbed.
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Don't wanna shoo ya'll,
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Just wanna be makin' my loot.
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Life is best to trife
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strife
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Is something inside, I guess.
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I confess my shit is fresh.
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Tajai:
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We provide hits to care your stress,
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Which coincide with making "G's", so yes,
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You can say we've been blessed.
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To all the woman who are attractive,
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Come and holler at your folks if your testa are nonreactive.
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Big Phes, aman, come on and take it.
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Never leaving in a cashing stae if mount lay.
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Phesto:
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Before I gravitate
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I'll wait
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And see if emcees elaborate
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on something they might have to say.
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But they disaray.
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I watch them cascade to their last day
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And cast away
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When they ask to say,
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A rash display,
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Under the gun,
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Get the girl, grab the money, and run.
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Opio:
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When I touch the microphone it gets flamin' hot.
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Niggas jumpin out the woodworks to claim our spot.
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I got the game locked down,
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bound,
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And gagged.
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These other niggas are magnified the sound of a drag
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In an abominal effect.
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Make women weak in the knees and jet.
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[CHORUS]
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Get the Girl, Grab the Money and Run
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Souls of Mischief |