See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals
Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//
Me and your mum had rough sex
I'm on deck i'm up next
The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers
Until the day i put 100k inside her purse
A whore is someone who want money for sex
Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense
Just trying to decipher between violence and sex
Leave the keys with that bitch, jets
I stay awake , dreaming for sex
E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees
I love the money but i hate the cheese
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