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Too $hort

"Money Sack"

[Boosie]
Aww shit. Ayo 40 I'm home nigga!

[E-40]
Welcome home fam

[Boosie]
Four deep in the cut dawg cruising
4 real niggas, 4 rugers
Money on my mind as we bump straight boosie
Straight Boosie that new bay music
40 on my lap as I cruise with my bad chick
Bad chick bad chick badder than my last chick
All my dudes we spark a lot
So we toting big pistols in the parking lot
We on that dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb shit
My side ride or die on that where you from shit
East Oakland where you at thug?
Whip it whip it whip it bring it back thug
Real nigga you ain't even gotta ask us
Lost some real niggas so im tatted up
Chi town pass so im gatted up
Tickets on the Bay, sliding one leg up

[Hook-E-40]
Woke up this morning like fuck that (fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck that shit)
Man it's time to get my money sack (i said man its time to get my money sack)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
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(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)

[E-40]
Boosie let me holla at em right quick man
Woke up this morning like fuck that
Opened up a load pack and rolled a baseball bat
Thats that power thats grown took a shower an grabbed my quote
Smith and wessen 4 5th leave a bitch nigga stiff
From the beginning my nigga, bruh I was trading to go
I was plotting on dope when I was an embryo
Trying to make an honest dollar didn't work for me
So I did what I had to do for my family
We on that dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb shit
Hit a bitch nigga with a drumstick
Dragging my knuckles on the ground like an ape
Tougher than a 3 dollar steak
Psychedelic colors in my presidential
I'm a real one I ain't got no bitch potential
Raised in a drug infested environment
Free all of my real ones in solitary confinement
Biatch!

[Hook-E-40]
Woke up this morning like fuck that (fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck that shit)
Man it's time to get my money sack (i said man its time to get my money sack)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)

Woke up this morning like fuck that (fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck that shit)
Man it's time to get my money sack (i said man its time to get my money sack)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)
(Hustle)

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