The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers
George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve
A whore is someone who want money for sex
And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets
Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it
Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit
Ima let her be by herself in peace
I love the money but i hate the cheese
And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath
Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess
When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute
It's outrageus, people not having money for food
Get money then bitches
Aight santana man...let's do this
Stop lacing weed with nicotine, move crack with triple beams,
I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave
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