"Girls and Money" by J $terling

Every day I got a new set of whores, pop each one their cherry's like my Lamborghini's doors. got these bitches tip toeing like they in Jordans when they walking on the marble floors.

 

I got the Santana champagne in my glass, while I'm throwing another rack up on your girls ass. You know I picked her up in my Mercedes e class class. Before we go back to the compound, but on mask, go to the bank, got a chopper in grasp, tell em gimme the money or your brain I'll get to blasting, got em' starved words, like they be fasting.

 

I speed off, hit one eighty, got your girl giving me head, relieve my balls pressure like Tom Brady. She asks if thats all i do and i tell her i do alot of things, some can be shady. She thinks she getting money, but you know I'll just drop her soon as she says "pay me".