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    T-Kelley on the track!

    All this ice make my neck hit
    Too much money in my hand
    Lookin' like a nigga flexin'
    All this cash on the floor
    I can't even see my section
    So baby, come sit that booty
    Make it fit like it's Tetris
    Baby, I know you get the message
    So quit playin' with a young like...

    Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
    For that bag, she gon' run it up
    For that bag, she gon' run it up
    For that bag, she gon' run it like
    Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
    For that cash, she don't fall in love
    For that cash, she don't fall in love
    For that cash, she don't fall in love

    Ass like what? Fuck it up
    You're like Patron mixed with Henny in your cup
    You say I workin' 9 to 5, not enough
    So you can turn up 2AM in the club
    Cash like what? Fuck it up
    All the ones on the floor mixed with dubs
    You say you lookin' for a baller, not a scrub
    Whoever throw the most money showin' love
    So let a young nigga come and handle it
    Booty so big, I keep my hands off it
    Up and down the pole, got my fantasizin'
    In the back of the coupe, let me play wit' it
    All up on the stage, but you start with your top
    Girl, I ain't leavin' til' them panties drop
    All this money everywhere, got you diggin' a lot
    Cuz you're livin' la vida loca

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    All this ice make my neck hit
    Too much money in my hand
    Lookin' like a nigga flexin'
    All this cash on the floor
    I can't even see my section
    So baby, come sit that booty
    Make it fit like it's Tetris
    Baby, I know you get the message
    So quit playin' with a young like...

    Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
    For that bag, she gon' run it up
    For that bag, she gon' run it up
    For that bag, she gon' run it like
    Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
    For that cash, she don't fall in love
    For that cash, she don't fall in love
    For that cash, she don't fall in love

    All this money, all enough on you
    Instead of throwin' ones, I throw these dubs on you
    All these niggas in the club wanna love on you
    Only cash on your ass when they touch, shawty
    Blood bag, pop a bottle, then we on the way
    All this drank on me, I ain't tryna waste
    You wanna leave with a nigga, I see it in your face
    Quit playin' with a nigga, come and run a play
    So let a young nigga come and handle it
    Booty so big, I keep my hands off it
    Up and down the pole, got my fantasizin'
    In the back of the coupe, let me play wit' it
    All up on the stage, but you start with your top
    Girl, I ain't leavin' til' them panties drop
    All this money everywhere, got you diggin' a lot
    Cuz you're livin' la vida loca

    All this ice make my neck hit
    Too much money in my hand
    Lookin' like a nigga flexin'
    All this cash on the floor
    I can't even see my section
    So baby, come sit that booty
    Make it fit like it's Tetris
    Baby, I know you get the message
    So quit playin' with a young like...

    Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
    For that bag, she gon' run it up
    For that bag, she gon' run it up
    For that bag, she gon' run it like
    Ooh ooh ooh (yeah)
    For that cash, she don't fall in love
    For that cash, she don't fall in love
    For that cash, she don't fall in love

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