This is a song about "2 sisters that likes to spend money but one is irrisponsable with he money"

1 for the money, 2 for the bitches

Bring the battering ram where you live

Striking her with blows he bellowed “where’s my money?”

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

She likes to look in my hood; she says it's the best shiny bling with that one rippled beat

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

I heard that time is money

What them tippers don't see

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Claim they with the money team but aint got a pot to piss in

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Music is done without love but is done for the money

All she want is one love, that money and that come with me

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby