I keep that money on me
If you wanna play it won't be funny, homie
I keep that gunna wunna on me
Yeah I'm riding in the hood and its sunny homie
I got the bars from Mars and I'm going to the stars
Fancy cars, and I'm hard, yo (i ran out of rhymes)
Kids in her stomach but she ain't pregnant
I swear, I'm the #1 ranked sexist
I ate breakfast, and I'm running kinda late, had this
Had this ice on my neck, I just cashed a new check
I never asked what you think, too much water I might sink
Drop it, cop it, never flopping, give me knowledge, aye, yo (ran out of rhymes again)
Yeah, I got the best lyrics this side of Mexico
Text your hoe, and you know I'm sexy bro
Silento, how I nae nae'd in this new whip
I feel like Stewie and Brian saying "Cool hwhip"
Showed her my Peter, then she acting like Quagmire
Trip to Cleveland, then I called up Consuela for hire
I'm rich as Carter Pewderschmidt in this ho
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