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Enemy You Money Makes The World Go Round

Money makes our little world go round (The more you need the less you get) Money makes our little world go round (Round and round, The world goes round

feeling the Holy Ghost makin' moves through ya Smooth, I made it to free your mind to the rhythm I got designed when the world drop dimes This world you

?t wanna be the Fresh Prince? Flat top, gold chain and some fresh kicks? My nigga Nas told me money make the world go round And Uncle Luke showed me how to make my girl go

enemies Lock you up and fuck you up Talk shit to you beat you down then cuff you up And leave you in a cell stuffed, damn I ain't got no money for bail

your heart if you're real 'Cause the scars you can't see be the hardest to heal And I used to chase money, now I have it brought 'Cause you can only

Paper chasin' for millions, true niggas won't die Make time for some dope nigga fuck bein' broke I live my life on the ropes nigga fuck the P.O. I leave you

go, hoes come and go, foes come and go) It's gon' be goin' round (Friends come and go, my soldiers, stay eternal) As the world keeps turnin' round and round

Got you bitches seaking your own salvation. Who taught you how to pray? You read it in the book, look, your bear witness to Amen Ray. Every day when you

, when it gets like that I'm not blowing off rounds, so you can hear sounds So you can run back, actin' like you a vet And swearin' you dead, you survived