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letra de ignorant - the lox

[intro: sheek louch]
let’s go, my n-gga

[chorus: styles p & sheek louch]
ya ignant
i know but f-ck it though
i’m getting money and f-ckin’ hoes
what’s your bucket list?
gettin’ money and f-ckin’ hoes
ya ignant
(cool) but f-ck it though
ya ignant
f-ck it though (f-ck it though)
i’m gettin’ money and f-ckin’ hoes (donnie!)
what’s your bucket list?
gettin’ money and f-ckin’ hoes
ya ignant
but f-ck it though

[verse 1: sheek louch]
ey yo, like i’m still not gettin’ money in my prime
like i ain’t get out my coupe all fresh and my b-tch ain’t a dime
like these diamonds on my wrist ain’t clear
like i ain’t next to the captain in first when i’m up in the air
life this weed that i’m smokin’ ain’t kush
like i ain’t get on your song and give your little career a push
like the fans don’t go back to the back
like everywhere we go, you can bet your -ss is back
like she ain’t been on my d-ck from the jump
got money, bought c0ke, had my shooter at the door with the pump
like i don’t walk around with that cig
like i ain’t from that era, like i ain’t smoke blunts with b.i.g
yea i’m ignorant i know, got money, f-ck a hoe
when i’m done, kick her out, get in my sprinter van and go
we laugh at you, bro, your whole style is copycatted
plus n-ggas that you run with ratted, n-gga

[verse 2: styles p]
it’s f-ck it though, ask about it
pop him in his head then laugh about it
hit him with the full clip
doc took half up out him
other half is still in
if i ain’t wanna’ k!ll him, i get him a wheelchair
f-ck his girl in front of him, tell her i still care
i ain’t got a bucket list, just a bucket hat
fully loaded whip and a clip, yea f-ck with that
i’ll take work from the plug and give nothin’ back
hit him on the next shipment, that’s what’s up with that (d-block)
they call me o-g-p, yeah, i’m grimey but get money like i’m o-d-b
master ? on the mic, rushin’ o.b.b
countin’ money you don’t like it, you can blow me g
got the pot in the backwoods
got your girl givin’ pot spelled backwards, get shot like actors

[verse 3: jadakiss]
uh, yeah
got more than enough money for a mansion stuffed in a vent
but everyone month i still choose to pay high -ss rent
cause i got dollars, don’t mean that i got sense
the hood wet everybody up, but i got drenched
like i still get the urge to sell a couple of dimes
a bunch of cars that i only drove a couple of times
got the rims ‘fore i got the insurance
when your ignant, it really ain’t nothin’ important, ain’t worth it
i still put a sh-ll in a coward
pop the whole entire courtroom smellin’ like sour
i-r-s ran down on me, knew i’d regret it
had a roley for a while ‘fore i knew how to set it
it was the dream to get a mill’ before i knew i could get it
when ya ignant, some people might think you’re pathetic
yeah, but f-ck it though, i’m gettin’ money and f-ckin’ hoes
and that’s on my bucket-list, i’m out of here, enough of this

- the lox

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