Jackpot L. Money - Where My Money Interlude

What's sup buddy
What's good with ya
Shit I wish
Hell yea say they call me Mister now
Wyatt
What's sup buddy
I got yo nineteen dollars
Now I'm bouta ask you a question
You got my sixty dollars from the summer Cause I got yo nineteen
Oh you don't remember
Oh I don't remember no nineteen either cuz
You owe me sixty dollars from that weed from that weed
You ain't give no you didn't no you didn't no you didn't
Ima be honest with you, you was seventy dollars short
Yup it is it is crazy
I know you can't expect to owe a nigga and for a nigga to pay you
And you still owe em
I know you know better then that
I know you know you owe I had to cover that shit
Cause I got that shit from some niggas on the east side
So I had to cover that shit
But like I said I do have yo nineteen dollars
Me too man I need that sixty like a motherfucker
Me too
Nigga I owed them niggas from the east side and they wasn't finna hold me up
Ok
Shouldn't never took or you should of did you should of did
What you was what you was supposed to do
You should of been what you do when it's shacked out and you suck sells
Give it back did you give any back
You ain't give a dime you ain't give none back
Now we done known each other I'm 47 and I don't remember not knowing you
I can't go back in my memory and say yea I remember when I met Butterball
Because I ain't don't remember meeting Butterball
I've known Butterball all my life
All
Alright and
Yup
Yup
And ima be like boom boom boom right back at you
Alright
Alright

Written by:
Charles Wyatt, Rudy Burt

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