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Song Title:	I Need Your Money
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[* Mumbling *]

[Verse 1]

Now I been comin' in this club a long time watchin' you

Seein' they steady treatin' approachin' and they jockin' you

Got em' hypnotized with them hips and them thighs

Ya tattoos bumpin' with dollar signs in ya eyes

See ya all about that money and that turns me on about you

Whoever had you last I know they sick as hell without you

We barely speak and I don't even think you notice me

But cho' appearance got me wantin' to freak you like Jodeci

I wanna get to know you but chu' never look my way out

Too busy hustlin' breakin' them tricks and makin' pay out

So I stay out cho' way, hopin' in time I can meet chu'

Now bluntly speakin' before we touch eyes I'm gon' greet chu'

Tell you my name and what this game is all about

Hopin' we can hook up and get to gain up out this clout

Ya body's super stout and it's drivin' me crazy

I hope you play Captain Save-A-Pimp and come save me in this game baby

[Chorus x2]

If ya ever wanna break yourself

I forever wanna be the only pimp in your life

I need ya money, oh baby, I need ya money

[Verse 2]

After work I see you leavin' all alone in your Hyundai

My mind be dazin' and I be thinkin' maybe one day

I can become that mack that's in control of your destiny

Big money we foldin' while I'm holdin' you next to me

Speak off in ya ear and spit this knowledge that I got for you

Ya see I can tell that it don't really take a lot for you

To break one of these tricks and get paid in twenty seconds

I'm sure in the past you been appraoched by plenty macks

I just wanna be the one that chu' listen and pay attention to

My head be itchin' every time somebody mentions you

When you around I'm often puzzled by yo presence

When at the same time I feel amazed by your essence

I wish I had you at my side as my bod

And any items we need between us both I'm sure we got em'

I really wanna show you how much better it would be

If you would surrender ya mind and give ya soul to me

In this game baby

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3]

I'm tryin' to be patient but see it's hard for me to wait

I'm not tryin' to rush you I just wish you'd cooperate

Come in my life and be the queen of my kingdom

Ya got any extra pairs ninas then you can bring em'

I'm peepin' this game, I must admit sometimes it's lonely

When I'm in the need for comfort I think of you only

Ya hustlin' is tight, clockin' so much cheese at night

Al you missin' is a pimp that's gon' please and treat you right

And keep it on that level of pimpin' that's understood

No matter the situation I'm sure it's all good

How can I make you understand that I need you so

There's so many beautiful places that we need to go

I wish I had you with me but in time you will find

These niggas are only out to play tricks with ya mind

I can be ya soul if you let me in control

Have respect for my pimpin' and that's the way it need to roll

In this game baby

[Hook x2]

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