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New Money - Viper
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New Money Viper

New Money - Viper
[Chorus]
Money, checks in my mailbox
Boys can't get it, cuz that there's a stash spot
And that's not all, I got other cash lots:
Banks, my crib, my pockets in fat knots
Money, checks in my mailbox
Boys can't get it, cuz that there's a stash spot
And that's not all, I got other cash lots:
Banks, my crib, my pockets in fat knots

[Verse 1]
A G never slacking
A hustler done got stuck on paper stacking
Making cash, in other words
Came kicking punks to the curb
Always pushing something nice
Always covered in ice
Draped up from head to toe
But when it gets dirty, it's gots to go
Down, in my hood
I'm G'd up hustling and it's all good
Shining, in every way
Under my shirt - the three eight-
Ty the boys is trippin'
They think that they can catch me slipping
Making sure life of haters ain't fair
It's a trip, got cash everywhere
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