Niia - Sweetest Girl (Remix) lyrics

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Niia - Sweetest Girl (Remix) lyrics

[Intro - Wyclef Jean and Lil Wayne] Some live for the bill Some k** for the bill She whine for the bill Grind for the bill (and she used to be the sweetest girl) Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay they bill (and she used to be the sweetest girl) Tonight Wyclef, Akon, Weezy on the bill [Verse 1- Wyclef Jean] High school she was that girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym (Just to get a peek again, she's a 10) High school she was That girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym (Just to get a peek again, she's a 10) Never thought that she would come and work for the president Mr. George Washington (where my money at?) She thought he'd call (where my money at?) She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day All he wanna know is is (where my money at?) Closed legs don't get fed, go out there and make my bread All he wanna know is (where my money at?) She ended up in a road car, bruised up, scarred hard All he wanna know is (where my money at?) She thought he'd call (where my money at?) [Hook - Akon] See I'mma tell you like you told me Cash rules everything around me Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all) Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all) [Verse 2 - Wyclef Jean] Money, money-money-money Money, money-money-money It drives the world crazy The girl she used to be She used to be the sweetest girl [Verse 3 - Nicki Minaj] When a good girl's gone, she gone forever And you can't make it rain, without the stormy weather And its funny when it rains, when it rains it pours It would've never happened, if I would've stayed in doors Would've never happened, if I never traded in my textbooks Cause now I'm hot, but the critics say, I'm just looks They say I'm too s**y, they say I'm selling out Cause when I come out n***as, get their umbrellas out I take the L, cause I don't won't to see my brother loose Been through it all, but I can never fill my mothers shoes And I don't want a hand out, I just want my adlibs to get panned out And I just wanna tell the girl, that could feel me That I just play the card, the n***a dealt me See, everything I been through, could've k**ed me That's why there's really nothing, you could tell me You see I live for the bill, I die for the bill I still make sure I read, the bi to the bile And everytime I write, I'm precise in my sk** It's more out of life. then just ice in your grill f** me, blame me, f** you, pay me This is what you made me, where my money at? Say you want to drape me, turned around and rape me Now you won't mistake me, where my money at? [Hook - Nicki Minaj}] Where my girls at,where my girls at If they be fronting then tell them "yo where my money at" Where my money at Where my-where my money at Whe-whe-whe-whe-where my money at (x2)

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