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Wheres the money, aint it funny
How it runs the country
Piece of paper is the savior,
The more you get
The more the haters
Pop pop pop for some money ain't it funny
Stop stop stop the popo coming and they running
Shot shot shot lay me down in the public
Rot rot rot until the flies is coming on me
Op op op really be your closest homies
Mob mob mob nah I do this by my lonely
Cop cop cop me a new hoe left the old one
Rob your thot I cant be showing emotion
How it runs the country
Piece of paper is the savior,
The more you get
The more the haters
Pop pop pop for some money ain't it funny
Stop stop stop the popo coming and they running
Shot shot shot lay me down in the public
Rot rot rot until the flies is coming on me
Op op op really be your closest homies
Mob mob mob nah I do this by my lonely
Cop cop cop me a new hoe left the old one
Rob your thot I cant be showing emotion
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Writer(s): Mykah Mitchell, Subliminal Mind
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