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Yeah, cut me up, a light
Yeah, and by the way it's Young Mula, first lady

Uh, yo, yo, let us begin with a bad specimen
Ballenciaga's is all things I be steppin' in
Pucci baby suits, thing I'm dressin' in
'Cause I get wetter a navy seal veteran

Got 'em writin' letters in they journal
Keep 'em in these like a midget at the urinal
Bad as I be
She ain't bad, she a sad and a be

Yeah, fuck da bullshit, it's big money
Young Mula, yeah, just like
What up nigga?
Let's go,

Okay, we runnin' this shit we walk in the buildin'
Got bitches from wall to wall, hoes hangin' the ceilin'
Young Money, we 'bout to kill 'em, I promise make a million
And if they didn't have no I'll bet 'em bitches gon' feel 'em

I'm talkin' money and power, you getting' money? I it
Fresher than baby powder with your in the shower
That pussy I'ma devour, I beat it up it's sour
No need for you to even trip, bitch, I'll be in an hour, let's go

They say the the berry, the redder the cherry
I say the sweeter it is ya dig
Then the bullshit and it got me wary
But I know two of the same, call it murdered and

Hustlin' is so necessary with no
But it ain't no like a calendar with no February
I'ma four secretaries and 4 Bloody Mary's
I'ma go eat me sum pussy and up the cherry, I'm gone

Yeah, fully loaded it, to the ceilin' with it
More money than ya ever seen nigga, aight, Drizzy

Kill the game, no one recovers the weapon
Young angel, if you hate me me, burn in heaven
you sleep on me, the highest earning freshmen
Like ya third infection, I hope you learned ya

Yeah, I raw but I prefer protection
I own a heart and a and a shirt she slept in
Bitch, I got the answer and still ain't the question
I shut ya club down, please my section

Fuck a confrontation, ain't no cakin' it
And I'm cakin' bitch so tell me why I a break from it
The mother of child always tell you I'm her favorite
She me her baby, not the one she was in labor with

She say, "Oh, you taste good", I say, "Oh, savor it"
She know that she love a nigga, I be on that shit
'Cause I get paid to and I get paid to sit
So I walk around with money, baby girl, I'm made of it