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| [[Money, money, cars, cars | | [[Image:Thwomp_Candy.JPG|frame|'''Thwomp Candy'''.]] |
| Clothes, clothes, the hoes
| | The '''Thwomp Candy''' is a blue [[Candy (MP8)|Candy]] in ''[[Mario Party 8]]''. It has a picture of a rock on the wrapper, and when a player uses it, they transform into a stone head of themselves. This makes them a "Thwomp" Character, because as they move along the board, they'll crush any opponents he/she runs into like a [[Thwomp]], destroying half their foe's [[coin]]s. |
| I suppose, yeah
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| I want the money, money and the cars, cars
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| And the clothes, the hoes I suppose
| | *The character that uses the Thwomp Candy looks like his/her stony form like in Banjo-Tooie. |
| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
| | {{Candies}} |
| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| Drizzy, ah yeah, Trey, I fuckin' feel you
| | [[Category:Mario Party Items]] |
| They be starin' at the money like it's unfamiliar
| | [[Category:Desserts]] |
| I get it, I live it, to me there's nothings realer
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| Just enough to solve your problems, too much will kill ya
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| And when I leave I always come right back here
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| The young spit'a that everybody in rap fear | |
| A lot of y'all are still soundin' like last year
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| The game needs change and I'm the mofucking cashier
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| Nickels for my thoughts, dimes in my bed
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| Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head
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| Take my verses too serious, ya hate me
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| 'Cause I'm the one to paint a vivid picture no HD
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| Yeah, I want it all, that's why I strive for it
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| Dis me and you'll never hear a reply for it
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| Any awards show or party I get fly for it
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| I know that it's comin' I just hope that I'm alive for it
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| I want the money, money and the cars, cars
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| And the clothes, the hoes I suppose
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| Yeah, I want things to go my way
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| But as of late a lot of shit been goin' sideways
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| And my mother tried to runaway from home
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| But I left somethin' in the car and so I caught her in the driveway
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| And she cried to me so I cried too
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| And my stomach was soakin' wet, she only 5'2
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| And forty eight hours was all before I showed up
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| And brought a thousand dollars worth of drinks and got pulled up
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| Damn, my reality just set in
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| And even when the Phantom's leased them hoes wanna get in
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| I do a lot of things hopin' I neva have to fit in
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| So tryin' to keep up with my progress is like a dead end
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| My girl love me but fuck it, my heart beat slow
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| And right now the tour bus is lookin' like a freak show
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| And life change for us every single week
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| So it's good but I know this ain't the peak though 'cause I want
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| I want the money, money and the cars, cars
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| And the clothes, the hoes I suppose
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| Wise words from a decent man
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| Back when I was tryin' to put a ring on Alicia Hand
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| This lost boy got fly without Peter Pan
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| And my delivery just got me buzzin' like the pizza man
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| In person I am everything and more
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| I'm everywhere these other niggas never been before
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| But inside I'm treadin' waters steady tryin' to swim ashore
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| I'm on a shoppin' spree to get whateva is in store
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| Yeah, just call me "Shop And Bag Drizzy"
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| And call me "Mr. Damn", he ain't copin' that is he
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| And fans of these freshman is about to get iffy
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| While this youngin' that you doubtin' is about to get busy
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| I'ma kill it, I promise this, I know you mad
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| I've always treated my city like some shoulder pads
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| To big homie use a flash if you must
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| And I swear I ain't askin' for much, all I want is
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| I want the money, money and the cars, cars
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| And the clothes, the hoes I suppose
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
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| It's like I know what I got to say
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| I just don't know how to say it to you
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| Pardon the swag but bitches cartate
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| Long bread, I don't eat shortcake
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| How come I can't miss a woman
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| Like I can't miss court dates
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| Cheese but she's not in this portrait
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| Life's fine but I do not portray
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| I'm on the other side but it is a sharp gate
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| I don't want the glow, I want the glo'ray
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| And I'ma fuck the world but this is just foreplay
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| Tired of hearing bullshit, bring her on to cow shit
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| Haven't met a smell that's stinkier than shit
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| That's word to Toronto
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| So high up I got birds in the condo
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| Ain't that a female dog
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| Ask her who I am to her and she yell, God
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| Weezy baby, I go real hard, no further details, boy]]
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