This is a song about "More money"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

But its funny i got more money them then niggahs claiming they got bricks

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

What them tippers don't see

Getting to the money

To legitimize the prize money

Cause some of you bitches funny

Shit with our whole family

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

Im in it for the money

But make sure if they do see

My money is on clearance cuz there's more in store

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore