This is a song about "Love fucking heart kisses money cars"

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

Stead of kisses, we get kicked,

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Music is done without love but is done for the money

Let's have a toast for this new love

Dueling using soothing vicious kisses.

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Got tired of running from the police

I love the money but i hate the cheese

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

Heart cold as ice in a cup of fucking sorbet