They want the money and the power that's just the world we living in,
Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin
You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest
Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best
"how money running this world?!"
But i murder him first
A " d boy ", the town i'm representin is de-troit
Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point
And my only fear's a wedding ring
So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.
I run for the money
Not hungry for my poetry
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