Gotta make some money and go pon the top
Big up all my mommy me no handicap
Naw do nothing funny this no candyshop
Terry Lynn a sing my people back up on the map
Gotta make some money and go pon the top
Big up all my mommy me no handicap
Naw do nothing funny this no candyshop
Gotta be working no time for lurking got not time to nap
They way me grow, me know poverty
I try to put my foot down, seems there aint no gravity
I've got to rearrange the livity
Can't afford to be held captive by stagnated activities
These storms of life a bounce me rigidly
I need some pesos and pounds hey people can't you sing with me
Just like the sky knows no infinity
No end to the amount of zeros to my figures ain't no limit to me
Gotta make some money and go pon the top
Big up all my sonny me no handicap
Naw do nothing funny this no candyshop
Terry Lynn a sing my people back up on the map
Gotta make some money and go pon the top
Big up all my mommy me no handicap
Naw do nothing funny pon no candypop
Gotta be working no time for lurking got not time to nap
I do a 9 to 5 and friday when I get pay
I buy a loaf of bread the money done the next day
My momma come and tell me say she need an x-ray
Me naw have a cent and now the lady for the rent a stress me
I'm heading to the station cause I'm making a report
My kid needs education and I need some child support
Without a hesitation I took his daddy to the court
His explanation; he got three baby momma's now a fourth
Prices getting higher and now it won't roll back
Gotta stay blazing like a fire now I can't hold back
Music is my desire no I've never sold crack
Buy my momma blue saphires when I count my gold plaques
Gotta make some money yay
Gotta make some money yay
Just like Cinderella living underneath the cinder
Trying on the slipper and eloping out the window
It's a beautiful scene leave me be and let me dream
It seems I'm floating in a field of lavender
Gotta have a better tomorrow
Hey Terry Lynn never beg neither borrow
Phred a say better tomorrow
I'm walking the straight and the narrow
Gotta make some money and go pon the top
Big up all my sonny me no handicap
Naw do nothing funny this no candyshop
Terry Lynn a sing my people back up on the map
Gotta make some money and go pon the top
Big up all my mommy me no handicap
Naw do nothing funny pon no candypop
Gotta be working no time for lurking got not time to nap
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