Geah (hey)
Hey
We money makers in the house
You know how we do it
All I needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
All I needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
Gettin' paid is the American Dream
All I needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
Geah
[HIGH T]
Like the L.A. Lakers
We tryin' to be a money maker
But that's kinda hard to do amongst a gang of salt-shakers
So how can money can a nation when playa-hation do
Think about it, probably of couple niggas playa hatin' you
Because you got a lil' sommethin, trying to keep shit tight
Not at the bar, gettin drunk, trying to pick a fight
But mad niggas got it backwards like they ass was in the front
Actin' like they smoke rock and now grass up in they blunt
I gots no words for em, just 'fist of fury' like Bruce
I let loose on they ass, then hit the fence like Juice
And don't be a broke nigga fuckin' everybody's bitch
Niggas'll get mad cause they gotta pay for this shit
Just cause you got more game then a next man, don't make it bad
Every real nigga got a hustle to 'em, even your dad
So do what you gotta, but don't cross that line
You get yours, I get mine, and everything'll be fine
All I needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
All I needs is my strawberriez -n- cream
Gettin' paid is the American Dream
All I needs is my strawberriez -n- cream...
[EIHT]
I needs money, that's why the palm itches
Masterplans and schemes, so I can get riches
Potent 20's to double up's and quarter pieces
Fancy cars to condos with ????
Pops out the dream (chin-chin)
Cause it seems the corner just ain't workin
In the cut, down the alley, see the one times lurkin'
Everybody packs a sack skri
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