This is a song about "Money run de world"

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

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

Long as she come to me first

"how money running this world?!"

And i can see our world is dying, money and power's changing us

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

All the money in the world can't take this pain away

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