This is a song about "Money run de world"

Now shining in the broad day light, go figure

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

If you thought it, it better be what you want

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

The pigs fly away in the morning

Taking over the world while the money adds up

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the

Que ni soy ni soy de ojos azules ni de piel negra seria seria