Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess
Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//
Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups
Bitches love that shit more than candy
Than the muse of a family
A depressed mess accepting empty sex and left bereft of love expressed
Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent
If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see
When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money
Bitches these days have sex so much and end up with so many fucking kids
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
And i got mad love to give
'specially when i fuck bitches
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