This is a song about "Money walks"

As the devil walks thru the door they fulfill their self righteous urges

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Friend walks threw the door. but his friend had something else that he was

Shawty walks up, i say "damn" like a beaver,

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

She walks with the fox saying ting ting, tang tang

She goes on in, walks into his home,

You left your nigga on his own

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

What a fucked up bastard he walks the streets backwards,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve