Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//
See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals
The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers
Pissin' on the demons of the earth
So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley
And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups
And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,
And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody
You would bet on malcolm sex
Sweet, okay makes sense
Looking at these women
And i am one of one
A whore is someone who want money for sex
But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps
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