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Okay This your main man T-Jame$, you already know And I can't talk to everybody face to face So I gotta do songs so hopefully you listen Cause it doesn't matter what I say How you take it is the only thing that matters My nigga Hoes, clothes and that money Hoes, clothes and that money, I said Hoes, clothes and that money Hoes, clothes and that money You get money, you get hoes You get money, you get clothes You get money, you get hoes I said hoes, clothes and that money If you never knew nothing, know nothin' (God damn) All the money in the world ain't nothin' You can't please these bitches for nothin' All these bitches wanna think they somethin' (they not) Smoke a blunt blunt, bitch bitch (calm down) Have respect for a nigga when a nigga come down Do extra for a niggas if you claim you down I'm rain with the weather when I come down Coming down was the shit, comin' up was the hard part (yess) Knowing in your heart cause' you asked for it Prayin' up to God for a chance (chance) A chance (chance) a chance (chance) To change your life for what you want Forget about them baby what you want? Baby in the end that's all that counts So live, love your life now What's your addiction? You sit back and think about it Is it more than one? Well, mines's is the Hoes, clothes and that money Hoes, clothes and that money, I said Hoes, clothes and that money Hoes, clothes and that money Uh, I got a ho addiction (okay) And Her addiction (yeah) Is a coke-sniffin, pill-splittin' young missis Cali' brought her to that A-town That A-town brought that freak out So every time she be 'round I get the pussy and beat down, b-beat down And I beez out, can't lay up Or lay down, can't make your baby feel comfortable Like I wanna be your man now The reality of this situation Is a tragedy, if I don't say The things that you wanna hear Is the things that I won't say (I won't say) Cyhi All she say is "Can you buy me those?" "Take me out I like papa does" She love the mall she like to shop for clothes She a gold digger and I'm a pot of gold But the bitch can't even make sloppy joes I don't ever spend the night, I'm like "Adios!" If we got pulled over by the police That's the only time I aloud with hoes All the real niggas sayin "Chuuch!" The only thing missing is the choir robes Pimpin' is like being a firefighter 'Cause you always got the fire hoes You just another escort at the airport Only fuck with niggas if they playin' sport But she prefer rappers, that's her favourite choice So when she find out who I was, it just made her moist Mm-mm-mm ol' thirsty bitch A nigga bought her everything, She don't work for shit The ho suck dick for every purse she get So when you really think about it, she ain't worth the list Homie you can have her now, wether first to hit Boy I'm all about the money, I don't flirt with chicks At 17 I fucked my teacher, she was 36 So all the playas in the building seen the word to diss Whooa Changin' before our eyes New world Changin' before our eyes New world Changin' before our eyes Before our eyes, before our eyes