Fabolous - I Came For The Money lyrics

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Fabolous - I Came For The Money lyrics

[Intro] I heard this n***a be right here man Up in some b**h crib up here man on third floor {"Gangsta..."} Yeah he come out this building {"Gangsta..."} I'ma warm his a** up So this n***a playin with the money man, the f**? This n***a been duckin me all f**in week man {"Gangsta Grizzill!"} [Repeat 2X] I'm waitin on my green like I'm sittin at a red light Yeah the big n***a better have my bread right Heard if the head right, n***a there e'ry night Saw him outside in the ride, no headlights (Turn the engine down man) Got the semi 9 with the red light He gon' give me mine, or he dead aight? It's a dead night and nobody on the block (There's nobody out here and sh** man) In the morning John Doe body on the block (Leave these n***a right here) I went crazy on the day I got the f**in call This n***a and his b**h shoppin in the f**in mall (WHAT?! The f** he doin in that, f**in mall?) I'm blowin up his phone, p**y n***a duckin calls (This n***a owe me) Spendin my money on his s*ut who s**in balls (I'm k**in this n***a man!) Heard the n***a club poppin bottle after bottle Whatever car he in, that's what Rollo have to follow Can't wait to walk up, pop him hollow after hollow Pa** me that sh** son, now here this n***a go [Chorus: repeat 8X] I came for the money - I ain't here to play wit y'all I caught him walkin out the building slow, quickly I draw the toast Shoulda saw his face, looked like he saw a ghost He kept backin up, I'm tryin to draw him close He's sayin "Chill! I know what I got for you Los'" "Give me a little time, a n***a got jammed in jail" "You know my fam Jamel, look like Sam Casell" "Got an op with like 900 grams a scale" "On 7-5 North, Alabama sale" I don't know the n***a, don't give a damn as well You no (Negotiator) and I ain't Samuel I squeeze two then the chamber got jammed with shells (f**!) And they say life is a gamble well (f** this sh** I'ma k** this n***a man) Guess today was his lucky day He gotta move now, I know where the f** he stay Taste his little chicken fried the Kentucky way Bet if I flash that, she know where the stash at [Outro] That b**h know where that money at man {"Gangsta..."} That's what we gon' do, we gon' lay on this b**h This n***a gon' come through here {"Gangsta..."} That's it man, this n***a playin with the money {"Gangsta Grizzill!"}

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