Music girls and money yea that's what its all about, all about
Hatin’ niggas? chalk em out. go on, get the coffin out
Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain
Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain
I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..
So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat
You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes
A whore is someone who want money for sex
Until the day i put 100k inside her purse
Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers
We have so much in common, starting at the feet
And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
Now the first week sales can't hardly compete
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