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Friday Night at St. Andrews
01. Friday Night at St. Andrews (intro)
02. Here We Go (Off Da Chain)
03. Fat Father (skit)
04. Some Days
05. Pu$$y
06. Rap's Finest
07. School Teacher
08. Smoking Crack
09. Down This Road
10. Believer
11. Whatcha Smokin On
12. Wild Like Us
13. I Love the Babies
14. The Fan (skit)
15. Rock It Out
16. Warning
17. Emotions
18. Can't Get Enough
19. You Gotta Believe
Fresh off the block, yeah I had to get the fast way
The shit I'm smoking on, yeah it have you out of space
The shit I'm drinking on, yeah it come with a special taste
My money long and all my cars they up to date

Uh, I'm out here fucking all these clubs up
You wanna book me, I hope you got enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough

Locked up for 45 days
The nigga told her we gon' catch 45 strays
Animal, nigga I belong in the cage
If you got beef, wait 'til I step off stage
Geronimo, nigga I be yelling vamanos
Slam a nigga's head like I'm playing dominos
Roxies, oxies, call my phone
P's and ups, nigga I don't fuck with zones
Catch the chrome

I'm out here fucking all these clubs up
You wanna book me, I hope you got enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough
I'm out here fucking all these clubs up
You wanna book me, I hope you got enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough

Too much money to be made, baby never enough
This little ho says she can't get enough
I get out the mud and run it up and fuck it up
After I fuck it up, it's foreign whips we pulling up
I pull up with my top dropped
40 Glock in my stash spot
Four way in a ziplock
We'll sell dope on any block

I'm out here fucking all these clubs up
You wanna book me, I hope you got enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough
I'm out here fucking all these clubs up
You wanna book me, I hope you got enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough

Bottles popping, weed getting rolled
Hoes getting fucked, pills getting sold
Errol Flynn-ing, pretty ass women
Sexy bitch look like Camara Simmons
Back to the wild shit, 7 Mile shit
Belle Isle shit, get your ass clipped
Hoes for sale, those the mail
Two for fifteen, I got the clientele, I'm gone

I'm out here fucking all these clubs up
You wanna book me, I hope you got enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough
Nigga this money I can't get enough