I can feel the departure of my easy earned loot
Feels like I got a blind fold on and somebody is yelling, “Shoot!”
That muthafucka named Sam is straight molest’in my pockets
Make’s me wanna put some fire to his ass and blast him off like a rocket
OOOOOO HOOOOO, I got that money gone blues
OOOOOO HOOOOO, my baby needs a new pair of shoes
OOOOOO HOOOOO, I got that money gone blues
I’m bout ta grab my gat and make the even’in news
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