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[Verse 1: p4kkun] (Oh my god) Bitch I like green money, red money, blue money Fuck it give all your god damn yellow money My money's different colors It's allover the rainbow Fuck you, what you mean? I want all the green Yuh, yuh, money in my pocket Yuh, yuh, money in my pocket Yay! Aye, money in my pocket Aye, aye, money in my pocket Hey, hey, money in my pocket Hey, hey, money in my pocket Hey, hey, money in my pocket Hey, hey, money in my pocket [Verse 2: ALL FAPS] *rapping noises* [Verse 3: Pussy Bouquet] Drive the lexus '03 With the gas tank still on E Yeah these features ain't free Little boy you better pay up WWE These dubs are free I'll put you on the ropes And then I'll cut your throat You talk the talk I walk the walk I wonk your shit With sloppy top Yeah you know we way up (way up) Little boy you better pay up (pay up) Pay up [HEW] Buddy just took a fucking dump Am I the only one who heard that buddy? That shit's fucking splashing [Verse 4: Eshloboratus] Yeah I got lil shawty splashin' She say she likes my fashion (Fashion) Yeah I had lil shawty splashin' (Splashin') Now I'm out da door dashin' (Dashin') Brain so dumb 'cause she got no wisdom teeth She said she really likes me even though my Air Force One's crease Hey She still comes over if my room is messy I won't lie, I get butterflies when she say my fit's too clean Ayy, back it up Ayy, back it up Ayy, back it up Ayy, back it up [Verse 5: Head Honchode] I'm sittin' in my bed Starin' at my massive cock (Haa) With not much else on my mind I think that I'mma stroke it off (He's a stroke, he's a stroke) As I'm whippin' out my phone I receive a text that just knocks me off my feet (It's PMC) Now I'm surrounded by a bunch of willies And I don't know how I'll compete [Jerry AK] Jerry AK rapping on this jello ass beat Jello, shoutout my boy jello Ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 6: Jerry AK] This beat sounds wiggly like jello My flow too fresh, like hello I piss my pants, they yellow I'm a classic motherfucker like a cello Shawty ass fat like marshmallow I be on that Will Smith shit like Willow I'm on that Shakespeare shit, Othello This beat sounds wiggly like jello Shawty's ass be looking like a three pound bag of biscuits on a sleeping bag I make nothing out of something little baby I turn nothing into something like something nothing into something little shawty On the deadlocs I'mma punch your momma face up I'mma punch your dad's face up I'mma smoke your momma I'mma smoke your dad I'mma turn yo ass into a motherfuckin', XBOX I'm gonna fire up a game, and play XBOX games