This is a song about "Money run de world"

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

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

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Run on a ramage until the world ends

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends