Money Tree

[Verse 1] I'm fucking this world, yeah, man, you know that I'm doing it right Stacking up my money to an all new kind of fucking height Go in on this bitch and I be there until the end of night Shoot you in the eyes and then you know that I am outta sight Dark meat on the inside, I do not care if my skin is white Spin all of my screws and I'm like a whore cause I am not tight Girls ask me the length of my dick They say, "one foot, two foot?" Let's create a new foot How about three yards of feet That's about two of my dick I want that big cash, whips fast, and the thick ass And gold plated fillings, not silver or brass It seems like my whole life, I'm coming in last But now I'm living for the future, not thinking bout the past And my girl say she love me And yeah, that make me happy But nothing make me feel the way I do when she say she need me All the time she wants to see me But that's just average, I want an A or a B Because I wanna be one of the great grades at the top of the scale Suck on the devil's dick, what doing, girl? Fucking hell! You don't know how much sin you in when you begin To let him in and stay a min' then go again And if you want my love then this my final offer Don't think that I forgot how to make you holler Even if it cost me 95 dollars and I had to get a surgery to make my dick taller One, two, three, four I think that I am gon' go get some more Of this weed and this crack and the drugs that I love If you ask me which ones, I say all the above and you know [Hook] I don't fucking care what you may say about me All I'm doing is making money So get out my way, just let me be I have to work for my place in life, it ain't free And all of you that think you're better than me I already know there's bigger fish in the sea But eventually, I'll be in a museum for a fee For you all to find out how I grew my money tree [Verse 2] If everyone was perfect, no one would be average Thirty-four bitches on my dick, that's some mad shit None of you all have even had all this action In your lifetime, and now the time of your life is passin' Bitches so wet that they all just dry up Then they try to divorce me, glad I had a pre-nup This time I blew a load all over the place, time for cleanup You'd think with the disses I throw out, I'd get beat up But that sleight of hand on my gun makes my reflex speed up I'm dishing out these lyrics so you the one to eat up I piss a river, not a stream And I'm living the dream Even though sometimes, it seems a little extreme And I say, "Yo-yo," got that pussy on a string So it comes back to me then I do my thing Oh, yeah, bangarang I'm about to pound your lady like sixteen ounces She looks like a cougar to me, and yeah, she pounces And I'm so hot, but I can't smoke weed, though It always burns right up, they don't pass it to me, yo Now the devil, he tries to plan us We might think he gives answers To all the questions of life And the problems it hands us Seems when we relax he just fans us And then we smooth cause he sands us But what we need is some Jesus To serve to shelter and feed us I write verses, not stanzas All you just put your hands up And then all the dicks go inside your mouth And after that is when they travel south Yeah, all you sluts know what that's about So make sure they all know they need to pull out And if you think I'm amazing, then you should meet my friends Cause they're all so shitty that that thought never ends You can tell that I ain't white trash Cause I know how to make that big cash Just like Johnny, and I also smoke the has And get the munchies, so grab the chips and smash And I'm the best rapper ever, though You play me on the stereo I rap about my bitch be low This be the time when I really flow Like the pussy of a ho on her perio' Now, one time, I heard a guy say batteries taste like ass So I guess that's why all the assholes are who have power It seems like they all rose to it in only an hour They didn't even have to take twenty-four like Jack Bauer Thinking about that makes my shit turn sour, and by the way [Hook]