Quarters, dimes, nickles and a hottie named penny
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
I got a gun named moses, i’m in the club wit' it
So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that
Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl
In my heart you’re causin’ a commotion, girl
So the ones eye has freak don't run
Hot like spain, run by a guy named satan
I got a friend named chris rent
Half your body laying on my chest
Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)
Leave the keys with that bitch, jets
You bout as straight as a wheel some fool named ferris.
If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss
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