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[Mad Rapper:]
Yo, yo, yo, yo son, what the fuck is all
Yo, where you get all that money from?
Say, yo, yo
Where the fuck you get that money from, son?
[Mad Producer:]
Royalty checks son, that Mase album
I told you shouldn´t fuck wit´ me on that shit, son
For real, that shit payed off
Nigga did his thing for a million
[Mad Rapper:]
Fuck all that so you fuck
Then you´ll be shootin´ me out of cannons and shit
Like that nigga (Nah, nah, nah)
Fuck all that man, I got enough Rugrats man (I know)
Millions are dancin´ to the video wit´ Rugrats and shit
I got eight kids nigga (I, I know)
Before I leave they be dancin´ to the video (That´s my nephew)
Wit´ your kids, nigga
[Mad Producer:]
I´m just sayin´ so, so you ain´t gotta ask me for my shit
You know what I´m sayin´?
I got my own bils too nigga, the fuck you talkin´ ´bout?
You knowumsayin´
But you be how could you people get yours, nigga
Is what I´m sayin´