Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess
Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less
Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head
Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,
Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
Just like a cannon from the teen in nick
My sex out this world she call me martion dick
Shove your ass,with your own 16 inch dick
I bet you hear that white music
Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs
My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks
Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
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