Fire In The Booth Money Man

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[Money Man]:
[Verse 1]
She got beauty on her like Athena
Send a robber to the grim reaper
I'm anti social I don't like people
Sold a brick in my wife beater
Sold a bale in my wife beater
Rockin' scarfs like I'm Iranian
Jewelry cold like I'm Scandinavian
I hit that pressure and feel like an alien
Ball so hard that nigga need a stadium
She was a 7 i had to make her badder
I told the doctor make her ass fatter
I told the grower send 100 more
I'm gonna reup then i do a show
I'm talkin' strong gas for the low
Lil mama want me come and jump inside
Just make 100 thousand for the ride
So many options nigga can't decide
They say my wrist hurt a nigga pride
Rockin' versace like I get endorsed
I keep on me like I'm with the force
Just put a bale of gas in the porch
You know I'm ridin' round wit the stick nigga
You can't fool me you a bitch nigga
Baby come n fuck a rich nigga