Right above it
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heaven’s right above it
We on
It’s Young Money, motherfucker
If you ain’t runnin’ wit it, run from it, motherfucker, all right
Now somebody show some money in this bitch
And I got my B’s with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don’t bust back, because I shoot first
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