money yumm money yumm money in my pocket like a rocket ready to explode what can I buy with my gold cars that go over 100 more pushing on the gas like I let up a cig to auto planes fly high up there in the sky's never die like famouse my own sweet for the ritch like that boy ritchy ritch were I can look over the lands pick were I won't to lay a house for a grand with my money and girl pearl she so sweet does every thing I say even get lade to take out the trash cook even if won't say like some men don't just saying she loves my money whats wrong with that has her on cadalac you no right money yumm money yumm money yumm boy yeasterday we went in one of are planes and flew to Las Vegas oh had a baby and had a blast flying threw the snow seeing looking threw the o birds big clouds and beautiful sun to gorgeous boats fishing and islands and beachs said he'll when down we go there make sand castles haha and lay under the sky's get sun burn s like BBQ ya no we'll again got off grabbed are bags jumped in my pimped out limo driver klide with a hint of luxury all way threw top and bottom perfume open cuberts cigars or remote to tv to right bed seats down sun roof best no rain be swimming then pulled over said got out both lade went dressed raid hello yes hers ya keys and number 67 queen size dressed red got in said what next oh hit the gamble tables boy her face red lost about 500 so went next to next and really won at black jack got 21s in rows beting bros asked she cloaked even gold of the slots with double Jack's in a row