For the Money RaRa (Ft. T.I.)

[Verse 1: RaRa]
Chasin' the money like it got legs
I'm tryna camouflage from the feds
I need a big booty and some bread
I need some scrambled eggs and some head
Smokin' a cigarette inside the foreign
Goin' on police chases when it's borin'
Ghetto bitches see a niggas and go in
Fuck with my pimp and she know that I'm on

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Goin' on, yeah, your hoe whorin'
Should be long gone, get you gone
In the all chrome, my new whip
Goin' real fast, gettin' slow dome
For a long time been I been well-known
Pull a bad broad like pheromone
I gotta thank God for this taramone
'Cause I been tryna rob for a Herringbone

[Verse 3: RaRa]
I'm on Melrose
Got the fetty for it, know I'm ready for it
Ridin' drop top, bitch, I'm headed for it
Couch steady for it
I'ma shake this, I look great, bitch
Clean your plate, bitch, fix your face, bitch
Call your girl up, fuck her world up
Baby girl up, things they tell us
Sheets they sellin', I'ma sell her