We Get A Lot Of Cheese, No

I'm Santa Claus To These Hoes Without A Reindeer.

I'm Bout That Fast Money, Money Ain't Got No Patience. But If Them Boys Come Run Like You On Probation.

May The Lord Protect Me As The World Gets Hectic. My Voice Projected, My Life Reflected.

I Ain't Mad Ma, See You On Ya Bummy Swag I'm In That Money Green Jag, Lot Of Money Bags

Might Let Him Take It Home And Slaughter That/ He Got Friends For All Of My Friends/ They Ain't Leaving 'till We Say When/ And We Gon' Hangover The Next Day.