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can't stop now - cookie money lyrics

[verse 1: cookie money]
get rich or die trying, b*tch, i’m 50 cent
i’m getting money, so i’m hated on by many men
only f*ck with real n*ggas, ain’t too many friends
i got your b*tch in the ghost, shooters in the benz
in the club smoking cookie, b*tch, we blowing rent
all my n*ggas drug dealers, like we meech and them
i got some k!llers in the cut, boy, they sleep and sh*t
broad day, in your face, ain’t no creepin with it
cook keep a 40 on him, bro, i’m sleepin with it
i know you suckas hating on me, i be peepin sh*t
smiling all in my face, all that sneaky sh*t
hundred bands on my neck, 80 on my wrist
i’ma flex everyday, and make n*ggas sick
and i don’t even wanna talk, play with your b*tch
i’ma let this 40 work, play with them sticks
yeah i got it out the mud, play with them bricks

[chorus: cookie money]
cookie money getting rich on these n*ggas, and i can’t stop now
and i need [?] no handouts
if a n*gga run up on me, then it’s man down
you ain’t really with the sh*t, don’t come around

[verse 2: young dolph]
fn tucked in my goiard belt
po*pos to the right, so i turned left
i call the shots on the block, n*gga, i’m the reff
working 5 plugs, n*gga, i don’t need help
ysl luggage, with a whole mill in it
what’s that in my pocket? that’s your record deal in it
a hundred stacks
200 racks
east oakland [?] packs
a hollywood b*tch see me, and get curious
all my whips fast, and they furious
50 pounds, 1 box, that’s a delivery
bring my mexican b*tch for some [?]
took the profit, went and bought a benzo
tripple rap it, then send to my kinfolk
hold these hundred pounds, i might pay your rent, ho
no shirt, 8 chains, gucci timbo

- cookie money lyrics

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