St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap
Money fast like eminem's rap
(fast) i want da money car door funny
You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that
To get that #donald #sterling money, #no #nigga rap
Fuck dirty money man my cash is clean, everybody braggin how they rap with speed
My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet
Cause im a swag professor
And i ain't frontin for her
I love the way you're standing
You know my swag is outstanding,
Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test
Your money is spent on rap so you cant pay your rent
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