Correction Lyrics Million Dollars Worth of Game by 42 Dugg

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Toni
And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it
Yeah, yeah

B*t*h, who? Maybach truck and the coupe
Only time I'm goin' back and forth is for the juice
Feds still got me in court, sh*t crazy
Only time I let a b*t*h record when I'm writin'
And I'm famous, but can't sh*t change me, n***a
A million dollars worth of game, these n***as
I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics
Courtside watchin' the Hawks play the Pistons

Okay, money on my nightstand, jewelry on my nightstand
After-market extendo, I pray it don't jam
They say it's on sight then I guess it's on sight then
First couple of shows, the FN was my hype man (Fire)
Way before the PJ, I had a flight plan (Plan)
The G.O.A.T. with me, shake his hand, that's my right hand
A ho'll f**k your homeboy out of spite, man
We had so much lean, the store went out of Sprite and
Y'all don't get it, A on my fitted (Fitted)
Pu**y n***as sayin' a bunch of sh*t they ain't livin' (Livin')
Back on my pivot, kitchen, water-whippin' (Whippin')
All these turkey bags, they thought it was Thanksgiving (Damn)
Don't make me pull out a million cash, I ain't trippin' (Trippin')
Long-a** nose on the stick, Scottie Pippen (Fire)
Let me see you shake it one cheek at a time
Double shot with the lime, yeah, your body different
B*t*h, who? Maybach truck and the coupe
Only time I'm goin' back and forth is for the juice
Feds still got me in court, sh*t crazy
Only time I let a b*t*h record when I'm writin'
And I'm famous, but can't sh*t change me, n***a
A million dollars worth of game, these n***as
I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics
Courtside watchin' the Hawks play the Pistons

Still remember Chief, he was three doors down
I mean, how? How you ain't last a year? Look at me now
The reason why that bag in town
I got bricks, no top, sad, everybody won't fit
Forever I'll sag, they don't let a n***a in, n***a
All my b*t*hes got a Benz, n***a
If I can't f**k, don't text me
You ain't gotta like it but respect it
That FN still my weapon
Ayy, just step back, b*t*h, before I shoot
Walk a n***a down without tyin' my sh*t
Let him play crazy, he'll die in this b*t*h
Fours over fives, and sixes still over nines
R.I.P. to Rob, now I'm trippin' for the gas
Rolls for the winter, then I'll prolly give it back
Still can't believe a n***a made it off of rap
B*t*h, who? Maybach truck and the coupe
Only time I'm goin' back and forth is for the juice
Feds still got me in court, sh*t crazy
Only time I let a b*t*h record when I'm writin'
And I'm famous, but can't sh*t change me, n***a
A million dollars worth of game, these n***as
I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics
Courtside watchin' the Hawks play the Pistons

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