This is a song about "Women love money"

Music is done without love but is done for the money

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

She aint an object but neither is money and ill have that free based love

Cold, my style making my nose run

And they only talk about women

All she want is one love, that money and that come with me

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

Looking at these women

Top ranked, number one my son

And if money wasnt there love could always be that one fair trade to share

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air