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Viewing Lyrics for Angela Winbush I Love the Dough:
| | | Artist: | Notorious BIG f Jay |
| | Album: | Life After Death | | Track: | Angela Winbush I Love the Dough | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 7 | | | | Lyrics: | Jay-Z]
Uhh, uhh
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
Hah, what, I like this
Uhh, uhh, I
like this
What? Uhh, what?
Uhh
Verse One: Jay-Z
We push the hottest V's, peel fast
through the city, play Monopoly with real cash
Me
and Biggie and the models be, trickin ace, did they ass in
And parotta be, somethin you cats
got to see
And the watches be all types and shapes of stones
Bein broke is childish
and I'm quite grown
Run up in the club with the ice on, me and Python
Scope the spot
out, see somethin nice and I'm gone
You cats is home, screamin the fight's on
I'm in
the fifteen hundred seats, watchin Ty-son
Same night, same fight
But one of us cats
ain't playin right, I let you tell it
People place yourselves in the shoes of two felons
And tell me you won't ball every chance you get
and any chance you hit, we live for
the moment
Makes sense don't it? Now make dollars
Cats pop bottles bone chicks
that pay for hors d'ourves
And rack up frequent flier mileage
Chorus: Angela
Winbush
Gotta let it show, I love the dough, hey
I love the dough, more than
you know
Gotta let it show, I love the dough, hey
Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.
I'm poppin Magnums while Jigga bag somethin
Watch is platinum, got jet lag
from
flights back and forth, pop corks of the best grapes
Make the best CD's and the
best tapes
Don't forget the vinyl, take girls break spinals
Biggie be Richie like
Lionel, shit
You seen the Jesus, dipped to H classes
Ice project off lights, chick
flashes
Blind your broke asses, even got rocks in big mustaches
Rock top fashions
Ain't shit changed, except the number after the dot
on the Range, way niggaz look at
me now, kinda strange
I hate y'all too
Rather be in Carribean sands with Rachael
It's unreal, out the blue Frank White got sex appeal
Bitches used to go, "Ewww!"
Still tote steel, tryin to see five mil
off the sin-gle, for real
You ain't
fazin the amazin
While your gun's raisin, mine is blazin
See you on see me all talkin
to sweetness
Take it for weakness and leave quick
Blocker, rocker, fellow, Bad Boy
collabo
Two MC's with mad dough, jewelry on!
Chorus: Angela Winbush
I love the dough, more than you know
Gotta let it show, I love the dough, hey
(repeat 2X)
Verse Three: Jay-Z, Notorious B.I.G.
Miracu-lous, pockets
stay full
Niggaz skip the bull cause we matadors
Snatch the P-89's that we pack in the
drawers
And we, clappin doors in your Acuras
Snap like, cameras on amateurs
Make you all dance, hold a hammer to yours
Jig and Big rock ice, no cracks in floors
Erybody got a part to play, back to yours
Run up in your crib now, crack your doors
Watch the real players live, it's a habit to floss
Play the charts like the Beatles, y'all
adapt you lost
And toast Cristal on behalf of y'all
Too bad for y'all, ain't too many
as bad as yours
truly, do we, we laugh at y'all
Little bastards y'all
Uhh, uhh
We hit makers with acres
Roll shakers in Vegas, you can't break us
Lost chips on Lakers, gassed off Shaq
Country house, tennis courts on horseback
Ridin
decidin cracked crab or lobster
Who say mobsters don't prosper
Niggaz is actors,
niggaz deserve Oscars
Me I'm, critically acclaimed, slug past your brain
Reminesce on
dames who, coochie used to stink
When we rocked house pieces and puffy Gucci links
Now
we buy homes in unfamiliar places
Tito smile everytime he see our faces
Cases catch
more than outfield-ers
Half these rappin cats, ain't seen war
Couldn't score if they
had point game, they lame
Speak my name, I make em dash like Dame
Chorus:
Angela Winbush
I love the dough, more than you know
Gotta let it show, I love
the dough, hey
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