Now i know a lotta styles, some see
I want it all... all of the money
I was feeling like "it's love"
Or know them testament verses
I heard that time is money
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
I really tried to show love
I feel my work ain't enough
Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you
It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due
She's every love song that i love singing
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist
I got money mind and money on my wrist
Shades: lv was a little dough
I making money everywhere i go
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