Does u see how I struggle in mon...

• Written by Anonymous

Lyrics: I work all day to Struggle with money, I work all night to Struggle with money, and I lookin my wallet and my pant pockets for little change then I walking though the mall with my home boys had million’s Dollars within suitcase like snoop doggy, and I getting paid billion Dollar Check to my Account is mostly gone huh Mr. Ludacris approach me with seventeen Million cold hard Cash Now gimme money that’s what I want when I have money on my mind can’t just stop thinking about money Ya’ll know that gotta have it.
 
In my intelligence were I had Master Plan to survive take to next levels of hip hop, and then I've got the brains, you've got the looks Let's make lots of money were I take u girl on Big Trips around the World, where She got on that sexy red candy bikini with soft brown sugar legs and she winks at me like her money bear from Florida, Miami, then I know you're disappointed and I am so tired being broken all the time now I time to paid like young Justin Bieber off the Movie say never that it sucks were in the way I handled things and I don't think it's funny why my money all is gone in single month.
 
 
Then I up in here countin my stacks bout must be in the Thousands of Dollars, was I seeing a lot large number or amount and these naughty girls stare at me like general officer thinkin to be Money Dream, when they want me so badly from Major Payne and Yo boys to risk their money in gambling contest that’s why the 5.0 storming rush in for Ya’ll also they point their fingers at me then I took off for my money and my car keys, when Grease Cops lookin for me and was I hide from the Law after the sun went down why they lookin for wrong person like Smokey off Friday.
 
Where I had it all dozen of Moneybags sitting one side from the other then I get any money given as a prize, when am seeing too much money I can handle it that’s why I never broken again this two thousand & 23 Million 4 hundred dollars not even your Home Boys can’t count all of this my money, were am so rich guy on the planet if I need somebody to share with dark chocolate Baby from Eastside in my Dodge Caliber 2010 with that Candy blue paintjob.
 
Then Yo Girls and Ex-girlfriends chase after me all round in Tuscaloosa, AL, and were am got them go so crazy for sum Million dollars or where I stand alone with my protected Guards to Close any small Deal Like Ya’ll so grow weaker if I feel Like a King in this world and we need to put back our federal income tax money save up for district future that’s what I’m do, When am step in the Spring Fling last night so fresh as Billion Bucks like Mack Daddy and am throw up into the Air everywhere sexy college girls coming for sum money.
 
When I dance with every sexy girls on the floor and other ladies like they thought see two of me, were am the shine star of the near future and am self respect to everyone then Yo guys stop and look at the next Prophecy of my domain sum Ya superior watch out am coming, were Yo DJ’s mixed it up then their salary went to Maximum if was as Cash Advance on weekends or then I got my payroll up in the millions.

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