I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
You gotta know the motto get money then bitches
He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his
I love corpses, abortion, distortion, bitches who pussy all contorted
Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon
I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.
Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers
Bonin' bitches; coerce, eatin' wet pussy surf n' turf
Wish you was around now to see what i've become see
Bitches love money and i got a lot of money
Aight so yall niggas gonna talk about pussy, bitches, and gays
To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days
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