Ar-Ab - Pocket Full of Money lyrics

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(Intro)

I got a pocket full of money, money

I got a pocket full of money, money

(Hook)

I got a pocket full of money, pot full of coke

Put me in jail before I ever go broke

Charge 44 brick, .40 on my hip

Nigga, I'm a dawg with my hand on a stick

I got a pocket full of money, pot full of coke

Come home every night, find your daughter in some rope

30 niggas on the block, 30 in the Glock

A nigga hold stacks got lost in the pot

(Verse)

Pocket full of Benjies, pack full of empties

Sittin' at the table, cuttin' coke, gettin' busy

100 round drum shaped like a Frisbee

I might tell Gone pop corner 250

All the coke fumes got a nigga dizzy

Aim for the codeine, I got it on Emmy

Sleep in the trap house, hand on my semi

Gun in his face, didn't I say get-me?

Bad yellow bone, on head, no Remmy

This South Park, get killed like Kenny

My long bruva Leek-Holm, he'll kill any

Copped my first body, got a couple bills in me

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

I pay the stack for the belt, Mac on the shelf

I don't pay niggas, I clap it myself

Was raised on the block where the crack get dealt

This brick clean, I wrapped it myself

Just hit the score, two bricks raw

Kicked in his door, left him tied on his floor

Call me a four, bout to cook 4

I hit it with 2, It coulda took more

Pockets on bolts, Pyrex bowl

I'll neva go broke, I'm married to the stove

My all head home, did 12 in an O

His best friend told, you still get him whole

(Hook)