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(feat. Fabolous, French Montana)
Money make to rolls bad bitches get the truck
Talking 'bout that money all my nigga's make a move
Bitch I see the trick before, fuck that out
Nigga I see your type before, fuck that out
The nigga say we can't, what? Fuck that out
The bitches say they don't want, fuck that out
Busted, busted, busted, busted, busted, busted
Busted, busted, busted, busted, busted, busted
Money make the rules, money, money make the rules
Fuck that out
Money make the rules, money, money make the rules
Fuck that out
Money make the rules, money, money make the rules
Fuck that out
Money make the rules, money, money make the rules
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You won't make no money, you make no rules either
Real nigga's get shaking, that's the first '
Rule number one, never tell a checking either
Number two she should never bite the'
Don't make me introduce you bitch to the fly shit
Have a collie all shit, my shit
Give a dick and make me something nice
The head up the chair, Jesus Christ
My companies layer, hold it back forbiddes
My little homie, bust a 'like '
Never mind, a hater, hater on my mind never
Stop flexing nigga, you was high in '97
Money make the rules, bad bitch it's get the chose
Talking 'bout that money all my nigga's make a move
Bitch I see the trick before, fuck that out
Nigga I see your type before, fuck that out
The nigga say we can't, what? Fuck that out
The bitches say they don't want, fuck that out
Busted, busted, busted, busted, busted, busted
Busted, busted, busted, busted, busted, busted
Money make the rules, money, money make the rules
Fuck that out
Money make the rules, money, money make the rules
Fuck that out
Money make the rules, money, money make the rules
Fuck that out
Money make the rules, money, money make the rules
All make the rules all my nigga's make the movies
Watch 'em bitch'
She buzzing all that like a '
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You won't get none of this money but this hit ...I share
I love by the'it's right by the '
Just call that linker took me three days to count it
Then bitches they love, but you all nigga's stocking
I won't be asking no hush
I just tell her go busting like wide open
All my nigga's getting high smoking
If you hate to get the dick with you eyes open
'
Money make the rules, bad bitch it's get the chose
Talking 'bout that money all my nigga's make a movie
Bitch I see the trick before, fuck that out
Nigga I see your type before, fuck that out
The nigga say we can't, what? Fuck that out
The bitches say they don't want, fuck that out
Busted, busted, busted, busted, busted, busted
Busted, busted, busted, busted, busted, busted
Money make the rules, money, money make the rules
Fuck that out
Money make the rules, money, money make the rules
Fuck that out
Money make the rules, money, money make the rules
Fuck that out
Money make the rules, money, money make the rules
Fuck that out



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