Sweetest Girl

by Wyclef Jean

/ Am G F C /

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Some live for the bill, some kill for the bill

She whine for the bill, grind for the bill

     (and she used to be the sweetest girl)

Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay they bill

     (and she used to be the sweetest girl)

Tonight Wyclef, Akon, Weezy on the bill

In high school she was that girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym

    (Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)

In high school she was that girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym

    (Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)

Never thought that she would come and work for the president, Mr. George Washington

    (Where my money at?)

She thought he'd call

    (Where my money at?)

She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day

All he wanna know is, where my money at?

Closed legs don't get fed, go out there and make my bread

All he wanna know is, where my money at?

She ended up in a road car, bruised up, scarred hard

All he wanna know is, where my money at?

She thought he'd call

    (Where my money at?)

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See I'm going to tell you like Wu told me

Cash rules everything around me

Singing dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all)

Singing dollar dollar bill y'all, yeah (dollar, dollar bill y'all)

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Pimping got harder because, girls got smarter

On the strip is something they don't wanna be a part of

Rather be up in the club shaking for a dub

Then triple times the money and spending it like they want to

They got their mind on they money, money on their mind

They got their finger on the trigger, hand on the nines

Today they feel the struggle, but staying on the ground

Nobody taking from us, and that's the bottom line

But I know there's a drop in the block

You move slow, you getting pressure from cops

You don't know, you got to lay low, because 25 to life is no joke

To all my real gorillas thugging

On top of corners every day struggling

To all the women getting' money, washing dollar bills like laundry

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Money, money-money-money

Money, money-money-money

It drives the world crazy

(Break it down)

She used to be the sweetest girl ever

Now she like sour amaretto

She wears a dress to the T like the letter

And if you make it rain she will be under the weather

She used to run track back in high school

Now she tricks off the track right by school

She takes a loss because she don't wanna see her child lose

So respect her, I'll pay up for the time used

And then she runs to the pastor

And he tells her there will be a new chapter

But she don't feel no different after

And then he asks her... where my money at?

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To all the sweetest girls out there, where my money at?