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Ayo Green... I feel like I'm green too!
From Bill Bixby!... to incredible Hulk shit!
I don't even know why u me shit like this to spit to?
I'm sure we speak the language
you bitches... pay me!

1:]
(HAA)
Wait a minute... to go get it... ranger fitted
Whenever it come to paper... better know I'm major it
Make it rain a major blizzard... leather lizard
I race any challenger name a didgit
Even if on the slightest you take a or dare touch my revenue I slice you with the razor quit it
till I make it frigid... (BURRRR)...
The laws of physics it's getting cold... my money taller than a hall of midgets
I get up all up in it
down the door (Who is it!?)
Bitch I be the crew of bill collectors... pay the a visit
After cleanin bank accounts you questioned if I gave a shit if not I tell the truth so you tell em that the player did

It(HEYAAA)
It's ok I say a prayer it's the mayor bititch slayer you another layer of the data tritick
Bust rhymes... hittin you with punch
Funny how I dimes... bitch you know I want mine
my fuckin money? !

I speakin foreign... you know what I'm saying
Better my bread nigga I ain't playin
(Bitch... where my money?)
Mark every word spoken, better your pussy
If you think I'm
(muhfucker... where my money?)
Think I still ain't crazy I cut my dread
And if you short my I'm off side of your head
(bitch where my money?)

2:]
(OHHHH)
Critical it's I'm cynical
How I lyricals and take these other niggas paper
Topsy-tervy contraversy I'm so go no mercy
For some of bitches... I collect my money now and later
Keep it movin with the clique... making bitches hit the strip
Cake up everyday I I RATE the way my money flip
I it's mine... borderline... call it crime... all the shine I'm takin it
Ain't no mistakin it nigga what's is mine
No need to second guess it check I'm the and grind the gritty and the floss, the profit and the loss all intertwined
I profit from your losses
You want it... you should get it
In the hood with you money... I extended my of credit
The medic... doctor ryhmes that put you on a shrinkin up a nigga pockets
Simple style pathetic
Bust rhymes... hittin you with punch
Funny how I fuck dimes... bitch you I want mine
my fuckin money? !

I speakin foreign... you know what I'm saying
have my bread nigga I ain't playin
(Bitch... where my money?)
Mark every spoken, better sell your pussy
If you think I'm
(Muhfucker... my fuckin money?)
Think I still crazy cause I cut my dread
And if you my cake I'm off side of your head
(bitch my fuckin money?)