Say the word and i'mma give you what you want
Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,
All the money in the world can't take this pain away
So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea
And i can see our world is dying, money and power's changing us
Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous
Still a hobbit and like sauron's eye, you'll taste de foot
I got a fetish for fresh, i'm a clean crook
Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends
Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends
You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup
Taking over the world while the money adds up
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