Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
Cause some of you bitches funny
Im in it for the money
Getting to the money
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
Its a war with the enemy
Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money
The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free
I ain't got no money,
But i kinda like your company
Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money
That's why i'm after this money
Shit with our whole family
Nothin sweet when i attend, see
If i can make them money
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