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    I'mma tell you what a G told me
    Cash rules everything around me
    Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more
    Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold

    I'mma show you what a nigga showed me
    Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
    Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
    Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me

    Yeah (yeah)
    Yeah (yeah)
    Yeah (yeah)
    Yeah (yeah)

    Uh, feelin so good
    All the way out the hood
    Now I gotta view that can see the whole city
    Swear momma raised her a real go-getter
    (yeah)
    Itll be okay
    Tell em that im so La
    West up
    Shoe box money in the dresser
    Yeah, thats what a G showed me
    I know you can smell the Og on me
    And shawty trynna get another drink on me
    Anything in the world for free baby

    I'mma tell you what a G told me
    Cash rules everything around me
    Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more
    Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold

    I'mma show you what a nigga showed me
    Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
    Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
    Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me

    Yeah (yeah)
    Yeah (yeah)
    Yeah (yeah)
    Yeah (yeah)

    Just trynna have a fun time
    Middle finger up to the one time
    Fist to my niggas on the front line
    Shades out, we gon' shine
    Yeah, see us
    Just ball in my sneakas
    They ain't gettin money like a pre-nun
    See it goin around, tea cups
    G thing, Travie got her in her G-string
    And I could make her sing like T-Pain
    Let me give you the game now

    I'mma tell you what a G told me
    Cash rules everything around me
    Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more
    Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold

    I'mma show you what a nigga showed me
    Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
    Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
    Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me

    Yeah (yeah)
    Yeah (yeah)
    Yeah (yeah)
    Yeah (yeah)

    Live by the G code
    On another level get a cheat code
    Keep it 100, c note
    Party everywhere that we go
    Oh uh alright
    Bat gang, up all night
    Nigh night night
    See, everything ain't what it seem, but

    I'mma tell you what a G told me
    Cash rules everything around me
    Gotta get that dough till there ain't no more
    Gotta stack that dough till ya bank done fold

    I'mma show you what a nigga showed me
    Put your middle finger up and scream fuck the police
    Fuck smelling good gotta stank on me
    Fuck a credit card gotta bank on me

    Yeah (yeah)
    Yeah (yeah)
    Yeah (yeah)
    Yeah (yeah

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