Raekwon
I Got Money
Straight max, burgundy Lex, swing a few batsI'm Gretzky, hockey mask on in the checks yoI'm eating like Hortons, Gorton's fisherman hatA wristband flooded, jewel jeweler selectionAnd it's obvious I blow shit upKeep gun smoking, yo jump in a boat doin' in a buckHundred sons bagging XK JagsBrawler face, meat loaf, your man up in the back of the wagonDrugs equal money, money equals sunny daysTimbs, cut off shorts and gorgeous with a ton of hazeBang book crook yo I'm lookingBrooklyn style, go 'head and juggle here, goonie's gon' book youIt's like a tunnel when it's hard to get inYou the target, the hardest niggas know when to winWe in the corners, all eaters, bottles of seagramsOg shit, now my niggas will peace you, whatI got the money that the banks can't holdI got money, na na na na naI got money, na na na na naI got money, na na na na naI got the money that the banks can't holdI got money, na na na na naI got money, na na na na naI got money, na na na na naSongtexteThis ain't a bitch ass boom-bapIt's click-clack, move backOn 40th and Lennox where them killers and goons atThe Boogie Down Bronx is where my family moved atI made it out the slums and I'll be damned if we move backWhere killers knew rap, and niggas get jewels snatchedMy niggas on the runway with bananas and doo-ragsJiggy since the perm, Raf Simmons with 2 strapsI kick it with my niggasAnd then that they move packThe money I be making kinda sacred, don't say itJust make sure you save it, thank God that you made itTaxes, pay it, the bullshit, save itThe blueprint, I laid itThe radio, they play itSo relay it, replay it then rate it but truth debate itRelate it, best way to ? ItBut you too afraid to say itThey hatin', they claim we affiliate with SatanBut it's cool like ice, keep it skatin', amenI got the money that the banks can't holdI got money, na na na na naI got money, na na na na naI got money, na na na na naI got the money that the banks can't holdI got money, na na na na naI got money, na na na na naI got money, na na na na naThis how it's going downYou already know what we do manShit is classyShit is real reluctant, real flyThe pursuit of perfection niggaChef, A$APShout out the Mob niggaYeah, Ice H20The golden cityYeah niggaYeah, do that shit, do that shitDo that shit, do that shit, do itDo that shit, do itDo that shitI got the money that the banks can't holdI got money, na na na na naI got money, na na na na naI got money, na na na na naI got the money that the banks can't holdI got the money that the banks can't hold
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