They alll ran out of money.
Nothin sweet when i attend, see
Getting to the money
Blow up on this society
Hustle for dis country money
Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
Anint shit funny, for the money
Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money
You a lady boss, now you fly free
Its a war with the enemy
Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money
Not bad using that dope money
Almost lost my life to the industry
Perhaps it's just a fantasy
If i can make them money
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