This is a song about "Money love sex body"

Music is done without love but is done for the money

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

And if money wasnt there love could always be that one fair trade to share

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

It wasn't about the sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Got that best body yah i love her figure,