This is a song about "Boy im here chasing money"

Now im dreaming chasing

Same '89 camry that needs painting

You need money holla at ya boy honey

And all women who had light features, see

Im getting stacks of money everyday.

Louboutin sneakers i suppose i can relay

Im in it for the money

Not hungry for my poetry

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

"open the door, fucker, im here"

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

She said "come here big boy, let's get acquainted"

You're very attractive, and notice that

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Ya hang out with the boy then it's money you get