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D-Money hoAll we do is tell them soWhy we look professionalAnd you look like a talent showAll we do is bank, royalty foreverFind a bad bitch, bring her home like a veteranMake her waffles, with pecansI'm eating, one free handBeen saying that we roll with the illestLike roaches in the kitchen, go and watch a nigga kill itI'm a P-I-M-P, why we spellingCause there's K-I-Ds around meDekalb County, where you atIf you with me, holla backAtl done got them hereBankhead Row turned HollowellPercocet for my kinfolkMy girl look like Miss InfoY'all been slow, I been toldY'all Kinkos, copy hoNo I ain't drunk, I just text badlyRunning through paper like a pep rallyWhen I'm in your city better get rowdyI spit Downy, no shit 'bout meStone Mountain Georgia, got something for yaKilling bars, I'm a lawyerBaby drinking Goya, girl put your shades onMan I die for my hood, (Trayvon!)D-Money, get em, get em, get emD-Money, get em, get em, get emD-Money, get em, get em, get emD-Money, get em, get em, get emHe talk shit, he better notRap game, my wet spotI fucked y'all, you fucked upLike white girls with dreadlocksSo dread not, I rowboatThese hoes know, no photosMy girl ball like LoboThen she blow my K-CiAnd Jojos, where the fuck my money atIn the hood like I'm fixing a PontiacOn deck with a gang of black KennediesEight goons and they all got feloniesStill getting money like white folksStill got quotes like GeicoI don't know French, that's "ma faute"Never not funny like fat jokes(Like when someone is like, "what happened to Chris?"And you turn around and there's a fat guyThat kind of looks like ChrisAnd you like, "oh shit" and laughing and shit)And I'm back in this bitchAnd I'm black and I'm richAnd I'm cashing it in for some passion and sinFor some action with them, yeahGot a stank ho with meDriving around and I run the whole cityEverybody know she got tig ol' bittiesBut nobody cares like it's J-Cole/DiggyJordon Diddy on my stereoHigh on shrooms like MarioSalvia, shamanic drugsFuck my life, they on to usI'm fly as fuckFuck y'all, I come hardLike Spongebob, my friends starsLike Friendster, nobody going to remember youWhack dudes, they like youBut only for a day or twoThey hated youFrom now on, like D-MoneyLike faze on, I hate on thatLame song they play on, that play onI can't take, royaltyOn my shit, on my dickI can't waitToe to toe, I bang shitHomophobes on gay shitYou don't know the hoes I hang withMy bungalow's like VegasHad a couple million but I put them in her stomachShe like, "Oh my God, I'm coming"I kiss her neck and she love itYeah we got a safe word, but we never use itMan, I'm hiding all these bruises in a shirt I got from HoustonGot her using the acousticsIn my cruiser's new IsuzuAnd who knew I'd be on Hulu with two dudes I used to GoogleI'm frugal with time, every girl's a dimeWhen your bank account's mine
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