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La, la, la-la (yeah) | Wait 'til I get my money right (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) | I had a dream I could buy my way to Heaven
La, la, la-la (yeah) Wait 'til I get my money right (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I had a dream I could buy my way to Heaven When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I told God I'd be back in a second Man, it's so hard not to act reckless To whom much is given much is tested Get arrested, guess until he get the message (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny And what I do? Act more stupidly (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Bought more jewelry, more Louis V My mama couldn't get through to me (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) The drama, people suing me I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and me I'm just saying how I feel, man I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hell, man (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I guess the money should have changed him I guess I should have forgot where I came from La, la, la-la (ayy) Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la-la (yeah) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah) (Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Let up the suicide doors This is my life, homie, you decide yours (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I know that Jesus died for us But I couldn't tell you who decide wars So I parallel double park that motherfucker sideways Old folks talking 'bout back in my day (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) But, homie, this is my day, class started two hours ago Oh, am I late? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) No, I already graduated And you can live through anything if Magic made it (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) They say I talk with so much emphasis Ooh, they so sensitive Don't ever fix yo' lips like collagen And then say something where you gonna end up apologin' (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Let me know if it's a problem man A'ight man, holla then La, la, la-la (ayy) Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la-la (yeah) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah) (Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Let the champagne splash Let that man get cash Let that man get passed He 'on't even stop to get gas If he can move through the rumors He can drive off of fumes 'cause How he move in a room full of no's? How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes? Must be the Pharaohs, he in tune with his soul So when he buried in a tomb full of gold Treasure, what's yo' pleasure? Life is a, uh, dependin' how you dress her So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear nada I'm in between but way more fresher With way less effort 'Cause when you try hard, it's when you die hard Y'all homies lookin' like, why God? When they reminisce over you, my God La, la, la-la (ayy) Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la-la (yeah) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah) (Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) La, la, la-la (ayy) Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la-la (yeah) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? (I'm serious, nigga) Ayy Yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah Nah, I'm serious nigga, I got money Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made
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