This is a song about "Money and boobs"

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

Turn money into diamonds and gold

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

Get your ass privileges with parking meters

Enticed on money and vices alike,

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

For the money and power they've been concealin'

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

Y'all hit the pen but y'all talk about crack and the money,

And that's jay line i had to quote that

I got me funny money, cartoons and shit

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Take my bus and bust down money