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 © Arcene Janvier | Year Posted 2013
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