1 - money and the powder, money and the powder
(misses gangsta boo got the) money and the powder (yup)
Money and the powder, money and the powder
(niggas pagin me for my) money and the powder
Money and the powder, money and the powder
(I got all you bitches jade, cuz of) money and the powder
Money and the powder, money and the powder
(up 24/7, cuz my) money and the powder
(gangsta boo)
I got the money and the powder
Yeah, got the fuckin dollas, 40
Increasin hours
Trade your whole damn life for it
Only tryin to be the richest bitch
That roam the city streets
Keep a bird flyin to the south
For a winters peak
South folk put me up on game
Cuz the game aint changed
Still the same way
Likin me and your momma gaze
Rappin get ya paid
Thats cool, Im havin fun, see
Live on stage, gangsta boo is what they call me
Good sense of humor
Kinda funny once you get to know
Money over bitches, once on top
You dont hear me though
Stay smokin green
Cuz I got it like that
I stay up on some pure shit
On and poppin like that
So if you try to break me
Never will you succeed
Cuz a bitch like me, always got a plan b
With hypnotize minds
Blindin bitches when we come through
To all enquiring minds
Yours truly, gangsta boo
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(gangsta boo)
Its kinda hard bein the lady that I am, you see
Without a shiesty ass nigga tryin to get with me
But we gon ride and get high
Glidin deep in the night
In your pearl mercedes fixed with the blue headlights
Okay, its on, pop the dom
What about the 100, percent pure that you promised me
Before you go under
Call me lady, me, no
Im takin over your hood
Because its on, good
Yellin that Im wishin you would
Try to gank me for my shit
Never buyin ya baby
I be the one that rock your cradle
Come and play with me baby
Yee know, its bout the money
It aint bout nothin else
Dont try to play me bitch
Be fuckin tryin to play with yourself
If its cool, then its cool
If its not, then its not
If ya ass actin shady, if its bricked or rocked
Dont be crossin like a God when youre dealin with me
Its not so easy bein hard
Whatcha tryin to be?
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(gangsta boo)
What a trip, I got you bitches wantin to roll with me
But back in 1993, you wouldnt fuck with me
But now I got an album out
Look at tv, Im on it
Now youre lookin for some fame
Plus all my niggas, you want em
Never that, I cant be usin groupies
To call em friends
Because my money and my powder would be gone in the end
I cant depend on you bitches when Im in some trouble
Blow your bump and fuck me up
Once imma fuck you up ?
Get your squad, what they gon do? (not shit)
I thought you knew
With my black hooded crew
We gon come and get you
Cuz we got money to make
Whatever nigga it take
We got some kis in this shit
We gotta bring home some play
It aint no limit in this because we real to the fact
If your ass black, you know you gotta hustle for scraps
So imma holla
Thanks for listenin all my ghetto girls and boys
First comes money, then the powder
Then relax, and youll enjoy
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