Lirieke:
Young Buck Where Ya Money At

I ain't runnin' out tonight Where your money at nigga? Where your money at ho? Where your money at nigga? Where your money at ho? [Verse 1: Young Buck

ain't runnin' out tonight Where your money at nigga? Where your money at ho? Where your money at nigga? Where your money at ho? [Verse 1: Young Buck

for the fire drill and when you start to smell the smoke run nigga Buck ain't no joke I'll buck a shot at your zipped up coat Chop the throat like a

ass up let me see you (Shake) [Chorus] what ya momma gave you like that b-tch (Shake) what ya momma gave you throw it back now (Shake) what ya momma

dance, the way you fit in them pants Enter the floor, take it low, girl, do it again You know I love that (I love that) Now where them girls at? (Where the girls at

Afficial something better in here I'm tryin to take em where they ain't been Somethin out they price range Ain't in they budget, you know they can't spend Where we at

that Picture the pool room Where the money getters was at And street people With feather in the cap Or their bossolino Pullin paper As if it's a small casino I was a young

lockin' us Yo, son, I'm packin' steel, where ya hard hat You pull out you bust that Your gat useless, where ya heart at? It fingers the trigger, change ya

get up and go! Yo where it started at? (South, South, Bronx!) Yo where my people at? (South, South, Bronx!) Yo where my heart is at? (South, South, Bronx