But i spent a bit on friday, in the night i hang with donald
Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked
I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was
Your mind's boggled but i'm as deep as donald goines novels
Get money like trump and rappas alike
Over me the same peeps that have died
Actually disregard that, here let me trump card
Well in that case, brother, then love her hard
To get that #donald #sterling money, #no #nigga rap
The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that
Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck
They offered me a mill, just starin' at the old duck
Only time i miss a nigga if i swing and he duck
Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut
And i ain't playing games no duck duck goose
We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes
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