You rap about selling weed and money schemes
Can barely walk the city streets
Young money like drake and nicki
God mc oh my god you gotta see
Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers
I lack jungle fever, had to black for the sneakers
Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
With plenty of money and women
Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun
Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears
Hustle for money and making livings
If you feel it, it must be real just
I got money mind and money on my wrist
And this baby daddy, is new to the family
Bitches love money and i got a lot of money
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