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How You Lyrics

[Lil
Who that, Bitch
Sigel, you fuckin with the young don, people
Plus I'm tryna a son, he gon' be the sequel
Muh'fuckas better be peaceful, fo'
I get sums in lumps, like
My sick, on occations I catch seizures
I beef like burgers, just cheese you
And for cheedar, hungry niggaz'll eat you
We breeze through in the twelve with the eyes
Bitches I wanna do those guys
that cold, you know shit fucked up when you got banked that fold
I'm 19 and I got bank old
That's the Bentley ma, ain't that Rolls
But the price on that muthafucka ain't low
Guaranteed I'll bang that fo'
If your fuckin the dude
Big shout Cash Money Records, Fuck You

x8]
Fuck you, fuck you nigga, you

[Mannie
Chains, nines, that's us
The slogan is "we bust"
The our this our side
Cross it young nigga and you die
Pumps, guns, even 25's
Cash Money got this, even try
Stay where you from, bring no static
If not, semi-automatic
This is the payback, bitch stay back
you, yo' mama, yo' daddy and where you lay at
What's beef, is when you fuck with us
Guaranteed to lay yo' ass up the bus
no one quicker, than a hot boy nigga
That'll get you the knife, or pow with the trigger
There's no one keaner, with the chrome
Murder nuttin' but a misdemeanor

x4]

Fo' sho'
I'm gon' ride 'round my city and my shit
If a nigga don't it they can suck my dick
I got a Bentley, Jag, Rolls,
Lambo' no top I'm gon' ride tomorrow
a cutless, regals, and rams V-12
Gotta have fast just to get out them jams
Got a big ass crib a flow lil fuck
Got a roof all and that bitch split up
Got a house look like a Mercedes booth
Ferrari sofa set with the Lambo'
kitted up kitchen set and Rolls Royce wall
Jaguar floors and all yall
BMW lights, projectors to fights
Caddilac Benz, fox for threads
cheddar for Chi tower, ain't that crazy
I don't give a fuck homie, how I play it
Refridge designed like a with legs
In the fridge, quarters to replace the eggs
me, Fresh, and Weezy fuck what they say
I'm Cash Money nigga and that's how I play it

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