Girls, traffic and some things tragic
We gonna ball all year, nigga know that
She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock
A pussy and a crotch, rapper and astronaut!
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely
Money drug girls which one got me fucked next
Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet
Get up and bite you must be a pussy
Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key
I can only imagine, uncle bob
A pussy and a crotch, rapper and astronaut!
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
Half a millie on the road, y'all relyin on features
Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers
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