This is a song about "Money throw it"

The money, i spent it.

And i must admit

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow

College girl going wild, we gonna need a camera man

I'll throw you in a trashcan, dump it in a traffic jam,

Throw on "lose yourself" and make 'em lose it

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Throw on lose yourself and make 'em lose it

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Do it really quick so my momma dont throw a fit

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Throw on lose yourself and make 'em lose it

All black everthing on some jigga shit