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If it ain't money, money you talking 'bout Look boy, you can talk your ass off If it ain't pussy, pussy you talking 'bout Shawty, you can get the fucking walk Just vibing to myself man Swisher sweet full blowing on that great dane Big dog shit, your bitch call me Max Payne 2 pistols, get it Anyway, I just landed on the west for a few days I'm on that bubble 5 roof gone switching lanes My California peach, she likes to role-play Lights camera action, do your thang And when she do it, do it, do it I can't complain, pussy ass mouth, that's a triple play You a nasty nigga, that's what them hoes say I reply one thing (I don't care) If it ain't money, money you talking 'bout Look boy, you can talk your ass off If it ain't pussy, pussy you talking 'bout Shawty, you can get the fucking walk Left the supermarket, took the coup and parked it You can catch me frequently at Gucci shoe department I tell them get me peas on all colors Letras de cancionesAnd ain't shit changed, these all honors True to my religion, promethazine my prescription I look in the mirror, that's my competition Then I talk to myself, myself said, "What?" I said "You a ill nigga, roll a blunt up," I do it for my hood, south side, A-town All my dogs moving like Grey Hounds we pays for Great car with black wheels, it's looking like a skateboard I've been getting money since day one, uh! If it ain't money, money you talking 'bout Look boy, you can talk your ass off If it ain't pussy, pussy you talking 'bout Shawty, you can get the fucking walk I'm bout nothing but them Benjamins 26 inches looking like some ceiling fans (Chop! chop!) Down the block candy apple red With my ruger that will shoot you like Simon said This ... it's a blessing, I coulda gone fed ... but a man cause... Just ask about me, you coulda got them packets off me Too many snitches in the street, so I'm rapping sorry New Ferrari, stick leather bitch You pussy niggas funny, Eddie Griffin shit I'm with my white chick, nah she ain't super thick Just call her Abby Wambach, her head game full attack If it ain't money, money you talking 'bout Look boy, you can talk your ass off If it ain't pussy, pussy you talking 'bout Shawty, you can get the fucking walk From Letras Mania