Lavish 1

Got some Hamiltons, chasin' Benjamins
I'm just a youngin', chasin' that cream
Just a youngin', chasin' that cream
If you're 'bout money, join the team
I'm just a youngin', chasin' that cream
Just a youngin', chasin' that cream

Doing everything B.I.G

Murder competition, killing spree

Take over the game, strong arm

Robbery, sound the alarm

My turn to reign, it won't cease

Running things, but I ain't a sprinter

I'm eatin', belly of the beast

Got more paper, than a printer

I got dough, I make cake

Interfere, raise the heat, let you bake

Cream, forget 'bout other religions

I got bread, stay feeding my pigeons

Call the team Birds, 'cause we all fly

Tell by the clothes, it ain't a lie

Money hungry, grab a plate, feed the team

I'm brilliant, got a lil' money scheme
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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