Gotta make that cash
Kicked out on my own ass
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
Tail grabbing, bitch yapping, pigs crashing, react without reaction, which motherfucker's strapping
Stop grabbing a mic,everytime your stage is set
And my vision isn't set on the money i get
I can get straight to the cash
A couple of hookers, nice ass
Completely your fault dumb ass
Baby, you got that super bass
Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class
And plus i've got the grass you lack, niggas, i be grabbing ass,
Cause you're most likely to crash
That are targeted at your ass.
Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing
My hands grabbing everything in sight, and my pants sagging,
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