[Mad Rapper:]
Yo, yo, yo, yo son, what the **** is all
Yo, where you get all that money from?
Say, yo, yo
Where the **** you get that money from, son?
[Mad Producer:]
Royalty checks son, that Mase album
I told you shouldn’t **** wit’ me on that shit, son
For real, that shit payed off
Nigga did his thing for a million
[Mad Rapper:]
Fuck all that so you ****
Then you’ll be shootin’ me out of cannons and shit
Like that nigga [Nah, nah, nah]
Fuck all that man, I got enough Rugrats man [I know]
Millions are dancin’ to the video wit’ Rugrats and shit
I got eight kids nigga [I, I know]
Before I leave they be dancin’ to the video [That’s my nephew]
Wit’ your kids, nigga
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[Mad Producer:]
I’m just sayin’ so, so you ain’t gotta ask me for my shit
You know what I’m sayin’?
I got my own bils too nigga, the **** you talkin’ ‘bout?
You knowumsayin’
But you be how could you people get yours, nigga
Is what I’m sayin’ | |
