Maquina De Dinero

Lyft or an Uber
I'm able to move her
Now I'm carrying a package I Imported from Cuba

Put the mac down
Bitches in the background stack Pounds, black gowns, I do this For the Kings Sactown

More than sorta lost
How much does a quarter cost
Never short a boss, especially When I border crossing

Now it's, back back back back, to To to to, make make making
Money and I can't can't can't Can't wait until these cloudy days Are sunny

Cover the door fast
I'm making more cash
Your forecast, about as long as a Whore last

I write without using ink
Liver than a human think
Room to sink
I'm about to cop a Cuban link



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Writer(s): Jermaine Manley
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