This is a song about "Money girls"

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Well rick james, maury jane

These girls be so crazy,

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Whip, plane, motions own

Leave sweet, good hearted girls alone.

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Cassidy your different from other girls

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,