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Hey mr. tally man, tally me banana.Daylight come and we wan' go home.Day me say day me say day me say dayDaylight come and we wan' go home.
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Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzerSwagger down pat, call me Al PatriciaYoung Money militia, and I am the commissionerYou don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for FinisherSo misunderstood, but what's a World without enigma?Two chicas at the same time, synchronized swimmersGot the man twisted 'cause he open when you twist himNever met the guy, but I treat him like I missed himLife is the witch, and death is her sisterSleep is the cousin, what an awkward family pictureYou know father time, we all know mother natureIt's all in the family, but I am of no relationNo matter who's buying, I'm a celebrationBlack and white diamonds, forget segregationScrew that foo', my money up, you jiggas just Honey NutYoung Money running this and you jiggas just runner-upsI don't feel I done enough, so I'm a keep on doing this stuffLil Tunechi or Young Tunafish
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Okay, I'm goin' back inOkay, yo stop playin, I do it like a king doIf these jiggas animals, then I'm a have a mink soon.Telling peoples I say, "put my name on the wall"I speak the truth but I guess that's a foreign language to y'all.And I call it like I see it, and my glasses onBut most of y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is onSatisfied with nothing, you don't know the half of itYoung Money, Cash Money
Paper chasing, tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"Yo, real Gs move in silence like lasagnaPeople say I'm borderline crazy, sorta kindaMan of my dreams- I don't sleep, already found ya.You jiggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephantI got through that sentence like a subject and a predicateYeah, with a swag you would kill forMoney too strong, pockets on a bodybuilderJumped in a wishing well, now wish me wellTell 'em kiss my butt, call it kiss and tell
Yeah word to my mama, I'm out of my lima beanDon't wanna see what that drama mean, get some DramamineLlama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queenNow all I want is hits, yo, Wayne signed a fiendI played the side for you jiggas that's tryna front, and seeSon of Gunz, Son of Sam, you jiggas the son of mePause for this dumber speech, I glow like BuddhaDisturb me, and you'll be all over the floor like LudaYo, I flow like scuba, yo, I'm bald like CubaAnd I keep it killer dough, I'm a blow right through yaI be mackin', 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a moverShout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooterJiggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your rulerCash Money cold, yo, but our actions is coolerWayne, these jiggas out they mindI told these stupid jiggas, so many timesThat to get them bucks to be on my mindSuck these, I tuck these on my mind, pauseToo on my grind, did I get a little love?yeah bit by godHit 'em up, piece on my side, 'cause ain't no peace on my side, ohI'm a girl, I visit bathroom lines abroadTune told me to, I'm shooting when the funeral outsideI'm uptown, thoroughbred, a GX jigga, ya heard?Gunna gunna yeah
Daylight come and we wan go home.Daylight come and we wan go home.