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Testimony (Remix)
[YFN Lucci:] Lately I've been running round chasing millions Usually I
be running round chasing women, hey But it's a
lot of Os in the
kitchen We got a
lot sold, yeah, we get it You can't trust a
soul in this business There a
lot of fake love and pretending I
swear I'm spent like a
rose up in linens Shit crazy, could have had a
role before 20 This is a
whole 'nother 20 I
love when that money talk to me Like your girl when we fuck, she talk to me She love when I
bite on that pussy If you searching for love, keep looking I'm so above these rookies, yeah I'm so above they looking Pour up and pour up a
cup for your nigga Straight out the
mud I
grew up with them niggas, hey A
whole lot of pain I
promise these niggas I
don't fuck with no nigga Shit is not the
same, I
swear these niggas is not the
same Everything changed, all you niggas changed, yeah, yeah [YFN Lucci, Monica & Boosie Badazz:] This my testimony, yeah (this is mine) I'm so obsessed with money I
gotta keep a
weapon on me, yeah I
swear a
nigga gotta keep a
weapon on me I'm somewhere sipping on 'em My bitch always tripping on me (oh) Fake friend went missing on me (oh) But we ain't even tripping on it, yeah This my testimony, yeah (my testimony) I
swear I'm so obsessed with money, yeah (obsessed with money, yeah) I
got to keep a
weapon on me, yeah (I keep mine, nigga) This my testimony, yeah, yeah, yeah (Boosie Badazz, nigga, I
got a
testimony) [Boosie Badazz:] Shit, when I
was a
local rapper I
traded out sex for money Made my bitch write bad checks for money Shoot off a
nigga whole neck for money Kept a
weapon on me Had a
little man ego Wishing I
was Nino before he turned rat though Tried to whip it on my own in the
kitchen at first But it hurt when it didn't come back though Old lady going crazy on me I'm steady making babies on her Got blessed, made it off the
corner Now my other baby mommas, now they hating on us This my testimony Nigga, hitting at me with them.45 Prayers every night that I
don't die Two.40s on my hip 'cause I
go live Warners Brothers on the
line, this is '05 Now my friends getting a
little jealous Same motherfuckers who I
used to shoot pellets Stealing out the
pot, saying Boosie boo selfish If you steal from a
nigga, to the
cops you a
tell it Diabetes, tired of sticking myself, nigga On lock down, facing death, nigga Came home, blown up then I
got cancer But God found the
answer This my testimony [YFN Lucci & Monica:] Yeah, this my testimony, yeah (this my testimony) I'm so obsessed with money I
gotta keep a
weapon on me, yeah (gotta keep it) I
swear a
nigga gotta keep a
weapon on me I'm somewhere sipping on 'em My bitch always tripping on me Fake friend went missing on me But we ain't even tripping on it, yeah (this ain't right) This my testimony, yeah I
swear I'm so obsessed with money, yeah I
got to keep a
weapon on me, yeah This my testimony, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh, oh, oh, woah) [Monica:] This is my, this is my
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