rewind the time
i got a clock on my wrist but it dont rhyme
and by the way, im speechless
cuz the ocean you got is so beachless
and im chillin with my money
i only got room for one of my honey's
ha, but they ain't humans
it's my damn money, and smokin some Cuban's
while im bouncin my cars
i knock you out so you see the stars
thats the cloe3st you get to Hollywood
cuz the poor ass ppl try to act like they're good
and when i say poor ass
i mean those ppl livin in they carcass
like they ain't got no soul
sittin' there like they don't care about their bowl
10 bowls turns into 20
and im makin my money but i got plenty
pce
-young money-
i got a clock on my wrist but it dont rhyme
and by the way, im speechless
cuz the ocean you got is so beachless
and im chillin with my money
i only got room for one of my honey's
ha, but they ain't humans
it's my damn money, and smokin some Cuban's
while im bouncin my cars
i knock you out so you see the stars
thats the cloe3st you get to Hollywood
cuz the poor ass ppl try to act like they're good
and when i say poor ass
i mean those ppl livin in they carcass
like they ain't got no soul
sittin' there like they don't care about their bowl
10 bowls turns into 20
and im makin my money but i got plenty
pce
-young money-
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