And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
And all we lack is communication like service sucks
Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you
Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew
Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this
Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches
I call them hoes josh smith
Like i been slapping bitches,
Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this
I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.
You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live
And just ball like kobe n pau gasol these bitches
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