dance with the record
dance with the record
Thinking of a master plan
This ain't nothing but sweat inside my hands.
So I dig into my pocket
but all my money's spent
So I can leave while I'm coming up the place
So I start my mission
leave my residence
Thinkin' how can I get some dead presidents
I need money!
I used to be o stick-up kid
so I think about all the devious things I did.
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I used to roll up
this is a hold up
Ain't nothin' funny
stop smilin'
you still don't nothin' move but the money
But now I've learned to earn
'cause I'm righteous