Green Hunter 2

Cash makes the world go round, spin Don't I look like money, that's my twin Gettin' money, like it's going out of style I keep throwing it up, like it's bile Got cash all over me, like it's a rash You better chase that paper, stack that cash Punchline, watch out for the blow This ain't deer season, but I got a lot of doe I don't play sports, but somehow manage to ball You pissed, hurry, go to the bathroom stall You're mad, 'cause your chick's jumping on my pogo-stick? If this was the NFL draft, she'd be my first pick I gave her my two-sense, she brought a quarter back Team player, certified hustler, put her name on a plaque You're like an old car, broke, need a tune-up Chasing paper all day, even when the moon's up Started in the basement, took it to the attic Bottom to top, having all this cash is problematic Get my strap, solve problems, trigonometry A lil' bit of paranoia, nothing's wrong with me Oxymoron, dirty money got me looking clean Step in the scene, record-breaker by all mean