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Where My Money (I Need That) Lyrics

from Port of Miami

"Where My Money (I Need That)" is track #9 on the album Port of Miami. It was written by Roberts, William / Harr, Andrew / Jackson, Jermaine.
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Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash

Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast, bro
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast, bro
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast, bro
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money?

Never try me like a thug, if you do you betta duck
I'ma hit 'em in his body, somebody patchin' you up
I'ma bust a nigga head, somebody wrappin' you up
When I ask you for ma shit, nigga am I askin' too much?

Ridin' dirty in ma Seven deuce
It's dirty, you can tell tha truth
I'm dirtier than a reverend fighting Internal Revenue
I'ma get mine, you can call me Uncle Sam
Used ya for your services and I don't give a damn

Slap Bush with ma stash, all these taxes and this cash
Got these bitches got this sellin' hash homicide for tha cash
Homicide for tha cash, ridin' around gunnin' mass
Summertime, son of Sam, Triple C gon' gun you down

Twenty birds on this surb, posted up on tha curb
Got a lotta pistol game, so we at ya A-Day
If you owe me a dime, boy, you better give me mine
'Cuz I'm pullin' ma nine with one thing that's on ma mind

Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash

Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast, bro
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast, bro
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast, bro
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money?

Still waitin' on tha call, homie 'posed to be my dawg
It done been more then a week, he caught himself runnin' off
Yeah, he bought two but I fronted anotha three
But I'ma get him marked off fo' less than a quarter key

Yeah, I broke him off, now I gotta break him off
He think he usin' his head, I gotta take it off
Therefore I losin' his head and then I'm takin' off
Mashin' in the Grand National, won't break it off

Lemme break it down, I see fifty off a chicken
Every time I break it down, bad little bitches shake it
When they break it down, lemme break it down
I broke it down to tha smallest slab
Cut 'em so fat, I got the fiends callin' cabs

I'm out here for my stacks, I'm out here for my stacks
From the side of the bridge, you gotta cross the tracks
Dade County D Boyz at yo' front door
Three in tha mornin' and ya know what we knockin' fo'

Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash

Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast, bro
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast, bro
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast, bro
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money?

I'm like a professor, I weigh and I measure
Triple beam on tha dresser, couldn't be fresher
Cookin's my pleasure, cookies my treasure
Hustle couldn't be better, muscle you couldn't measure

Niggas feelin' tha pressure, pressure, they bust pipes
I'm cool with your bitch, your bitch fuck nice
See I need that, fly hoes on my C
See I need that, my hoes will gimme anythin'

Grindin' back in Savannah, climbin' back through Atlanta
Shoot the makin', see what shakin'
My shit white as Miss Vanna
It's Rick Ross, Rolls Royce when I floss
I'ma big boss and I neva took a loss

See I need that, see I need that
I might of took a loss but it wasn't like that
So I'm back on my grizzle, got the streets on sizzle
It's Ricky Rizzle, the rich nizzle, tha rich nizzle, now bitch

Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash
Where my money? I need, I need, I need cash

Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast, bro
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast, bro
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast, bro
Where my money? You don't wanna be the one I blast
Where my money?

Songwriters
ROBERTS, WILLIAM / HARR, ANDREW / JACKSON, JERMAINE

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