No more money, no more fame
He don't do the same
7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune
No groom husband, no bloom
But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers
George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve
No, no, we are not those
It's all she knows
And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow
// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]
It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad
No money no talk,no energy no walk
No lames, no lies, no compromise
I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize
No affiliation
Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him
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