This is a song about "Good girl pole dancing for money"

Don't sacrifice your morals for money

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Little girl for a big boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

I run for the money

Hopin' that my niggas see

It waiting for ya round da corner fans shouting "yeah" dancing the beat.

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

You get paid for that girl

And he, what's his name, earl

Jungle fever for the night

There's no dancing for you tonight.

Yup money talks, but for you money walks

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

No time for a break , good times memorys filled with laughter , its money sought

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught