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Motherfuckers thought had it on lock
I them open the safe
A ho a ho, I put a ho in her
They show me love all the
it ain't nothin' to rhyme
Got my tax bracket cracking filling out
my house
I was in the pro's, you was only at the
Tell coach to put your ass at timeout
It is it is and it be what it be (oh yeah)
ain't easy, leave it to me (oh yeah)
Mommy, I don't need a ho, wonder why I her though
She got that bong-ba-bong-bong like how the go
it on the FIFA flow
We fucking a Jedi, on my left side I got C-3PO
Do it big, keep it low, swear I'm a genius though
Why I'm in at the club like Emilio!
Sit at home, alone, Vic Damone, money talk
This is mine, get your own, this the money shot

coupe, green Dickies suit
You lied if you say I ain't the at what I do
I stay high, halfway eyes when I came through
Comfortably dressed, the sultan of sweats
Boardin' the jet, on course to the check
Give these little boys somethin' to
You can be the man on somebody set
No steps, I move like a Tyrannosaurus Rex
We tryna right now and next, everybody eat
That's I'm tryna see
Do it better I done it homie
Don't follow me, I'm not the one to try to be
I'm watching you too, I need you to me
Fool this is true, I don't even lie down to
No time, I take naps flights
though it don't seem right, no sheets
Dollar signs all night in my
Money