Well lemme tell you somethin, you might got mo' cash then me
You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty
Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up
What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup
Your girlfriend want to follow
Cus now im think about mo doe
And god blessed me with a lot of patience
Mo' green numbers than the matrix
I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window
Uh oh we gotta go to another party so can party some mo
I'll teach you how to take it slow
Any many mini mo
Because it looks like your moving slow mo
The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow
Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto
I got the sickest flow, i got your moms seven digits for 1 dollar not a penny mo,
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