This is a song about "Money love sex body"

The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

After lebron, i'm what's next

You would bet on malcolm sex

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

Music is done without love but is done for the money

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

It wasn't about the sex

All the girls wanna have sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

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

And in love with her, lets have sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks