I hated, some ritalin, some white socks
All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/
You rap about selling weed and money schemes
Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans
Music girls and money yea that's what its all about, all about
My eyes only see deez, that's why i'm young and burnt out
If i told you about my sex life
This is how she want to live
I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion
All we ever talk about is money and prostitution!
And we havin' rough sex
Convertibles with turbo jets
And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout
This is what i want from my raps and what it's all about
It wasn't about the sex
I'm on deck i'm up next
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