This is a song about "Money and boobs"

And when theres booze their is boobs

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

For the money and power they've been concealin'

I got money mind and money on my wrist

So the fuckin' school suggested me a therapist

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

With plenty of money and women

And big money like hulk

Clap two times if you drunk

Take my bus and bust down money

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