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All Money Is Legal Lyrics - Singles - Amil

I'm on the up and up to hot to touch nigga 

The narcs couldn't stop the rush 

Smuggled in the package tight 

I'm 98 a gram leaving attics nice 

I get 5 you don't get half a mic 

 

Been known to cut ass for the added hype 

And I pop too much shit to be the marriage type 

Get spoiled even when I'm not acting right 

Can't nobody come with the style I bring? 

Piece hanging on the chain just a dangling 

 

Motorola 2-way so the cell don't ring 

Crush R and B and I don't even sing 

No reference and no pro tools 

Till I'm up in my Hersh I'm a show and prove 

Got up in the game and made my own rules 

Put heat on the reels until I blow the fuse 

 

All money is legal baby 

And what, and what all money is legal baby 

What 'chu thing, what 'chu know about this 

All money is legal baby, the higher the price 

The hotter the rhyme 

 

Amilliyon doper than heroin 

Shoes got to be Gucci with the fresh pair on 

Spend up doe till it's damn near gone 

Lay it down get spins all year long 

 

You know I run through them papers quick 

You know I rock them glaciers sick 

Chilling waiting for these shares to clear 

I'm the only hot bitch you gonna hear this year 

 

You know I ass kick with no practice 

Any joint I'm on automatic classic 

Niggas pay me just to do ad-libs 

And I move the crowd like I move to Saks Fifth 

 

If I'm a gonna flash rocks then I'm a stash glocks 

If I'm a gonna talk shit then I'm a walk it 

All money is legal now 

I'm with Hov, Bleek and Sigel now 

 

All money is legal baby 

And what, and what all money is legal baby 

What 'chu thing, what 'chu know about this 

All money is legal baby, the higher the price 

The hotter the rhyme 

 

Give me my cue and I'm ready to roll 

Take a little ghetto celebrity stroll 

Floss with the minks to heavy to hold 

Baggettes be whoa, I gets me doe 

 

I'm an uptown swinger 

With the light blue on the pinkie finger 

Amilliyon 'bout to shake some ass 

I'm crack packed in till it break the glass 

 

Keep crates of papes, in the steel encased safe 

Watch doe accumulate like real estate 

And you know I gotta keep tricks up the sleeve 

Leave 'em bankrupt with blue balls till the dick bleed 

 

Save all receipts write it off quickly 

If I'm a ball I'm play up in the big leagues 

Never fold when the pressure come 

You could put Amil up against the best of 'em 

 

All money is legal baby 

And what, and what all money is legal baby 

What 'chu thing, what 'chu know about this 

All money is legal baby, the higher the price 

The hotter the rhyme 

 

All money is legal baby 

And what, and what all money is legal baby 

What 'chu thing, what 'chu know about this 

All money is legal baby, the higher the price 

The hotter the rhyme 

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