Fuck getting the digits, nigga im busting on these bitches
Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live
Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her
I would be over the world getting stronger.
Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first
Money, drugs, and power rule the world,
Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups
Took me mighty long to get here
Making money was the ideal
This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands
We getting money, you can face the facts
1 for the money, 2 for the bitches
Out in la im fakin' hitting switches
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