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Monica F/ JT Money, Big Gipp, Majic Miscellaneous Street Symphony (Cyptron Zone III Remix) [Big Gipp] Hey, enough I know you're not gonna be all lame and choose My house in Atlanta is what made you, you You ain't never had nothin' till I paid the dues My word is gold, I lay the rules Why you trippin' on a brother about the things he do Look, work can never matter how I got the loot But you never hesitate when you drive the coupe I made you ball, ain't that truth [Monica] I never asked for that much If you stay, I laid here at night Down at the gentleman's club Seems like you can't get right I knew when I saw the g's You would be harder to please You wanted more than enough That's when it got too beat up 1 - [Monica] Last time I was down for you I though you really wanted to Don't know how much pain it took To put up that cash up on your boots See I'm sick and tired boy You can't even drive the cars Sometimes I don't know what to do What am I worth to you babe? [Majic] Yeah, yeah See I'm in the Accolade Coming through ride alone with flakes The street's my home, up in the zone Search a nigga's car tryin' to get my bone Get my name, wear that thang I don't know but I'm searching man Lookin' for that sweet lick No time for no cheap chick I'm working 2 - [Monica] You must believe I gotta get you out of the streets I disagree when you tell me that you're doing it for me Just lean on me I know you're in a little to deep I gotta do what I gotta do to get you back here with me [Monica] I like the cash and all that But I just can't watch my back And if they catch me with you Who knows what they wouldn't do? You've spent too long in this game My baby you gotta change Before I lose you for life I want to be your wife Repeat 1 [JT Money] See babygirl I gotta hustle See I'm used to getting mine off the muscle Everything that I do, I did for us two Getting' mine on the grind is a must too Plus you want all them finer things I bought a compact, clothes, a diamond ring Everything's on paper, they keep me on the caper If it ain't about bread then I'mma holla at you later, baby Repeat 2 (2x) [Monica] (JT Money) Out of the streets, streets, streets, streets, streets (What? Yeah it's on three, it's on four, it's on five) Out of the streets, streets, streets, streets, streets (Yeah Southwest, uh, uh, uh) Out of the streets, streets, streets, streets, streets (I ain't never gonna stop) Out of the streets, streets, streets, streets, streets (Y'all know what it is) Repeat 2 till end |
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