"how money running this world?!"
She wanted to fight at first
I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position
They want the money and the power that's just the world we living in,
Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west
You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest
During the summer my addiction took a turn for tha worst
After im done sorry hun gotta go run, now im in one with the world
I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends
Run on a ramage until the world ends
Re-directed de-ci-sions
Jumped off the porch when i was like six
Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point
Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >