If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare
I made no money off of u but im still a millionaire.
No more money, no more fame
Well, brenda's barely got a brain
And it rules everything around them
No money for the meter when i'm parkin' em
No money, little bit of chance, skill, and i was out sold,
Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
While 0,5% have no money to defend
And i got a little big, keep it low key
Would u still call me yours if i had no money?
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