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(Intro)
ohm
ohm
n*gg*
ohm
n*gg*
Yeah
N*gga*
N*gg*
Yeah
And she thick
Got a bad b*tch,
Get her mouth illubid
And she thick
I ain’t got sh*t, but this f*cking music
Let me drink, f*ck it let me lean
Where that dirty sprite?
Let me scheme, out here chasing cream
Out here every night

(Bridge)
Trill, dreams (n*gg*, uh)
I tell her, I tell her

(Verse 1)
Take it off b*tch bend over let me see it
If you need a trill figure in your life let me be it
I’m so focused on the come up hoe I feel like
I just walk and smoke it
On that presidential oval office where I roll up
Ain’t f*cking with no lames
To many of them flip flop
Married to the game
You can call that love in hip hop
You can see it in my eyes I bet I want it
In front of closed doors f*ck it we gon’ break em open
The f*ck you mean

(Bridge)
Trill, dreams (n*gg*, n*gg*, uh)
I be like, I be like

(Verse 2)
Lord I pray to god may later days will be sunny
Cos all I’m seeing is rain and b*tches waiting for money
To follow one of these cloud
b*tches is money hungry
But I just want some brain you ain’t gotta tell me you love me
Baby you won’t get attached to one n*gg* if I get lucky
It’ll go from much as f*cking her or just being like f*ck me
Trust me I know
I’m such an ass I let my pants sag to let it show
f*ck your feelings and opinions now just leave me alone
I tell me momma “don’t you worry I’m gon’ make it better”
I pray god kept through bad weather as I get my efforts
A left leg and right leg I try to keep em’ seperate
I swear I had that pussy running like a f*cking leopard
sh*t I’m a German Shepard, and my b*tch look kinda nice
Call me clean as f*ck, and my earrings look like sonic ice
Vagina be kinda tight, codeine [?]
I’m good with god, we gon’ get so high we just might sly tonight

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(Chorus)
Sometimes I get paid, sometimes I get dope
Sometimes I get laid, sometimes I get dope
Sometimes I get blazed, sometimes I get low
They gon’ know my name, no matter how it go
And I say I say money on the dresser
Drive a compressor
Top notch hoes get the most not the lesser
I say money on the dresser
Drive a compressor
Top notch hoes get the most not

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(Verse 3)
I’m riding out with my [?], might spend dollar sign with my b*tch
Sometimes n*gg*s start to get lonely, sometimes n*gg*s start to get rich
I’mma get paid
n*gg* I killed [?]
Could’a bought a blunt, come and get blazed
I’mma rap this, she gon’ roll that
I’mma get lit, I’mma get mad
Stay talking that bullsh*t and I [?] that tool sh*t
And I’m bout it ain’t know raw sh*t I said it b*tch
And this full clip, and its crowded
It’s the mind of a n*gg* on the edge of the bed
With a tool of the side and a head full of lic
I’m praying for the n*gg*, staying with the n*gg*
Smoke J with the n*gg*, he alive or he’s dead now
Only prospect is dollar sign with my b*tch
Sometimes n*gg*s start to get lonely, sometimes n*gg*s start to get rich
I’mma get paid
n*gg* I killed [?]
Could’a bought a blunt, come and get blazed
I’mma rap this, she gon’ roll that
I’mma get lit, I’mma get mad

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(Chorus)
Sometimes I get paid, sometimes I get dope
Sometimes I get laid, sometimes I get dope
Sometimes I get blazed, sometimes I get low
They gon’ know my name, no matter how it go
And I say I say money on the dresser
Drive a compressor
Top notch hoes get the most not the lesser
I say money on the dresser
Drive a compresser
Top notch hoes get the most not l-l-l-l

(Outro)
Money on the dresser
Drive a compressor
Top notch hoes get the -ost not the -esser
I say money on the
Drive a co-
Top notch hoes get the most not the lesser
I say money on the
Top notch hoes get the, top notch
[?] that sh*t, uh

(Chorus)
Mi and di mandem
We haffi run from half of di gyal dem
So sweet, so sweet
Dem want mi children and ting
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings
So sweet, you’re so sweet, yeah
Yeah, mi nuh ready fi all dem things yet
So sweet, so sweet, yeah
Yeah, I’m not ready fi all dem tings yet
I’m not ready fi all dem tings yet

(Verse 1)
She call me kid, kid, kid
My mama kiss her kid
She say mi tooth-tooth sweet
She say mi tooth-tooth sweet
Don’t make me feel like I love you
Just ’cause I thought you was special
Won’t make me feel like I love you
Baby, girl, I won’t settle
I had dreams of f*ckin’ the baddest bitch
Last night I awoke up and I f*cked the baddest bitch
I thought I would be ready when I seen her
When I was in the disco
I gotta keep it honest
Keep it real with you

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(Chorus)
Mi and di mandem
We haffi run from half of di gyal dem
So sweet, so sweet
Dem want mi children and tings
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings
So sweet, you’re so sweet
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings yet
So sweet, so sweet
Mi and di mandem
We haffi run from half of di gyal dem
So sweet, you’re so sweet
Dem want mi children and tings
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings
So sweet, you’re so sweet
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings
So sweet, so sweet

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(Verse 2)
I strapped up ’cause they mapped up
‘Cause I need to know where you are
Can’t keep following these signs
‘Cause you’re lookin’ for a sign, and I can’t give you one
Start to feel like it’s mad love
That’s givin’ your attraction, to me
Yeah, I just want you, nobody else, baby
I don’t wanna get too far
It’s just you that I want

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(Chorus)
When it’s mi and di mandem
We haffi run from half of di gyal dem
So sweet, so sweet
Dem want mi children and tings
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings
So sweet, you’re so sweet
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings yet
So sweet, so sweet
Mi and di mandem
We haffi run from half of di gyal dem
So sweet, so sweet
Dem want mi children and tings
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings
So sweet, you’re so sweet
Mi nuh ready fi all dem tings

(Intro)
Yeah
yow
How yuh have su-much attitude my girl?
Wha di bumbooclaat wrong wid yuh?

(Verse 1)
Tight p*ssy gyal calm down yuhself
Mi have sumting wi yuh wine up yuhself pon
Yo body mek mi heart jus a melt
All day pon di Grammy a mention
Him caan tell yuh say yuh p*ssy big
Gyal yuh p*ssy tight an good (ready)
An now mi waan yuh body everyday
Yuh p*ssy tight an good yeah
Baby
C*ck-up gyal wine for me
Mi have plans fi yuh tight punny
Mek yuh do everything weh yuh type to mi
Ride it like a bike fi mi

(Chorus)
Baby mi love yuh, beleive me
Push it up an mek she feel it
Ben’ ova receive mi
Mi alone mek she come so speedy
Freaky gyal a my type
Do the siting dem weh I like
Mi love yuh fi di res’ a my life (my life)
Believe mi, baby

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(Verse 2)
Back it up like a Trini
Yuh p*ssy nah shot like no bingie
Love when yuh siddung pon mi dick like a chimmy
Wine up inna yuh pretty pretty tight thingy
mi haan a rub pon yuh titty
Wine up yuh fit thick body pon di stiffy
Baby, yuh p*ssy tight plus yuh pretty
Not a wrong bang gyal a yuh get the tikki
When yuh a wine up yuh body mi love
Gyal yuh body have me in love
Anytime wi a f*ck mi caan get enough
I can’t get enough

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(Chorus)
Baby mi love yuh, beleive me
Push it up an mek she feel it
Ben’ ova receive mi
Mi alone mek she come so speedy
Freaky gyal a my type
Do the siting dem weh I like
Mi love yuh fi di res’ a my life (my life)
Believe mi, baby

(Verse 3)
Dem caan tell yuh say yuh p*ssy big
Gyal yuh p*ssy tight an good (ready)
An now mi waan yuh body everyday
Yuh p*ssy tight an good yeah
Tight p*ssy gyal calm down yuhself
Mi have sumting wi yuh wine up yuhself pon
Yo body mek mi heart jus a melt
All day pon di Grammy a mention
Him caan tell yuh say yuh p*ssy big
Gyal yuh p*ssy tight an good (ready)
An now mi waan yuh body everyday
Yuh p*ssy tight an good yeah

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(Chorus)
Baby mi love yuh, beleive me
Push it up an mek she feel it
Ben’ ova receive mi
Mi alone mek she come so speedy
Freaky gyal a my type
Do the siting dem weh I like
Mi love yuh fi di res’ a my life (my life)
Believe mi, baby
(Repeat.)

(Intro)
Yo Markus
Unruly
Fare and strong, dem can’t ever get rid of we
Hoii
Whole heap of real youth me see dem try tie down
Me know dem can’t tie down me
Man buss ‘way and rich, now dem waan see man lay down
Me know dem can’t tie down me

(Chorus)
Unruly, we nah fail
Tell dem we no failure
Dem waan we fi go a jail
Pop Skull nah be no jailer
Father God, me thank you for watching over me
Mhm
Father God, me thank you for watching over me
Cho!

(Verse 1)
Forgive me if me never live fi see
P*ssy dem no love how me a live
But me keep up with the challenge the f*ck*r dem a quiz
Never fall off, from me step inna the biz
Bwoy, no bother feel like man weak
Bullet will fly through your beak
Mhm
One shoes me used to beat
Believe me, me know ’bout the streets

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(Bridge)
Now me shot like Lebron
An dem shock like Oneil
An mi shoes and mi clothes dem real
An man a living legend
An the truth just reveal
Wonder how the haters dem feel?

(Chorus)
Unruly, we nah fail
Tell dem we no failure
Dem waan we fi go a jail
Pop Skull nah be no jailer
Father God, me thank you for watching over me
Mhm
Father God, me thank you for watching over me
Mhm

(Verse 2)
Money a flow like Bone Thugs N Harmony…
Flowing like Flo Rida (Flowing like Flo Rida)
Roll out with the Benz inna day
Inna night a the Black Spider
From me likkle bit mama told me, “Reach fi the sky, Andre”
Me no worry ’bout badmind
caw me know she a fast and pray

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(Bridge)
Now me shot like Lebron
An dem shock like Oneil
An mi shoes and mi clothes dem real
An man a living legend
An the truth just reveal
Wonder how the haters dem feel?

(Chorus)
Unruly, we nah fail
Tell dem we no failure
Dem waan we fi go a jail
Hype Up nah be no jailer
Father God, me thank you for watching over me
Mhm
Father God, me thank you for watching over me

(Verse 3)
Not even Mason no stop the building from build
Unruly, we take plane like a pill
The world waan see me, me nuh have time fi chill
Petro and Cuz gwan check half a mil’…US that!
When dem a ask why mi money so dirty
Tell dem a stage show me kill
Kick the bankbook inna gear like Missy and Rahiem, me skill

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(Bridge)
Now me shot like Lebron
An dem shock like Oneil
An mi shoes and mi clothes dem real
An man a living legend
An the truth just reveal
Wonder how the haters dem feel?

(Chorus)
Unruly, we nah fail
Tell dem we no failure
Dem waan we fi go a jail
Pop Skull nah be no jailer
Father God, me thank you for watching over me
Mhm
Father God, me thank you for watching over me

(Intro)
Troyton
Oh yes
Oh yes
Oh yes, Oh yes
Oh yes
An mi say cash
Inna pocket a whe mi got it
Cash
Inna pocket a whe mi got it
Cash
Mi jus pop a pack yuh see di lastic
Cash

(Pre-Chorus)
This year we haffi mek some money
If we want every dim we caan cluby
Everyday a different gyal a get the lovie dovie
Top a me game like me a Steph Curry
Troyton

(Chorus)
Cash
Mek mek money that a wha we practice
Cash
It inna pocket a whe we stash it
Cash
Jus pop a pack yuh see the lastic
Cash
This year we haffi mek some…

(Verse 1)
Go for it becaw we doan [?]
Like poor people inna the crisis
So me stay up all day
Yet still no get no night res’
Waan drive a car but get the nicess
One time a hungrydess but now a holidess
Press gas a road caw mi nuh Charmy Briggs
Glad say me mek it out to the Lord me praise
[?]

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(Pre-chorus)
This year we haffi mek some money
If we want every dim we caan cluby
Everyday a different gyal a get the lovie dovie
Top a me game like me a Steph Curry
Troyton

(Chorus)
Cash
Mek mek money that a wha we practice
Cash
It inna pocket a whe we stash it
Cash
Jus pop a pack yuh see the lastic
Cash

(Verse 2)
This year we haffi mek some
Real dollars
See the pree money an a real manners
pocket full a cone like wha the bees falla
Pop champaign like these scholars
Hear the topic, hear the content
Like Red Hills road use yuh common sense
Like how yuh belt a touch yuh pants length
Same way money fi touch yuh han’

(Pre-chorus)
This year we haffi mek some money
If we want every dim we caan cluby
Everyday a different gyal a get the lovie dovie
Top a me game like me a Steph Curry
Troyton

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(Chorus)
Cash
Mek mek money that a wha we practice
Cash
It inna pocket a whe we stash it
Cash
Jus pop a pack yuh see the lastic?
Cash

(Bridge)
This year we haffi mek some, real food
A nuh we alone the dwagz dem eat food
When we talk bout food, a nuh peas soup
But a more like step out inna clean suit
Oh, yea
Eat food
plus the dwagz dem a eat food, too
Food a nuh peas soup
Step out inna clean suit too

(Pre-chorus)
This year we haffi mek some money
If we want every dim we caan cluby
Everyday a different gyal a get the lovie dovie
Top a me game like me a Steph Curry
Troyton

(Chorus)
Cash
Mek mek money that a wha we practice
Cash
It inna pocket a whe we stash it
Cash
Jus pop a pack yuh see the lastic?
Cash

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(Repeat Vs 1)
Go for it becaw we doan [?]
Like poor people inna the crisis
So me stay up all day
Yet still no get no night res’
Waan drive a car but get the nicess
One time a hungrydess but now a holidess
Press gas a road caw mi nuh Charmy Briggs
Glad say me mek it out to the Lord me praise
[?]

(Pre-chorus)
This year we haffi mek some money
If we want every dim we caan cluby
Everyday a different gyal a get the lovie dovie
Top a me game like me a Steph Curry
Troyton

(Chorus)
Cash
Mek mek money that a wha we practice
Cash
It inna pocket a whe we stash it
Cash
Jus pop a pack yuh see the lastic?
Cash