I make forty-some dollars a day
Im getting stacks of money everyday.
She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally
When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money
Thought that getting money was the only payment
8 in the morning when that street clock bust
Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks
Out here fucking bitches popping bands
And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
I crawl up and down bitches legs like im a fucking caterpillar,
They are the coaches in this
Get money then bitches
And i be good til the fat woman sing a note
This shit cost money and i'm always fucking broke,
That's why she in the club like fuck it, though
Getting dro on low like a fucking pro
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