Correction Lyrics Money & Sex by Citizen Cope

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Yeah
Money Pit part two!
I just wish I wish I was more drunk, that's right (yeah)
I was I was drunk at all (yeah, yeah)
Might have to hit the bar after this one
Let’s go (uh, yeah)
Listen (yeah)

Our Father, who art in Heaven
I just get p*ssy, drive a lil' reckless
Bag a couple b*t*hes, get a lil' naked
Money on my mind, when I wake up another check is in the mail
But it’s only a couple hun'ed dollars so I fail
Tryna be a baller and a scholar, readin' Braille
Sophistication got me eatin' snail
Escargot, my car goes, cuff over my Airs
b*t*h told me lovе me, why she suckin' on my ear?
I hеar voices and choose the wrong choices
I went raw in her, put my fingers all in her
I'm a f**kin' dog, I just my whole paw in her
But cheap motel her 'cause I can’t afford resortin’ her
Put her in my Challenger and drove her out her motherf**kin' mind
You could tell I’m higher than Jesus
If I say it, I mean it, b*t*h come climb on my p*n*s and let's go!
Money and sex
You got to die for your time or you got nothin' left
Money and sex
You got to die for your time or you got nothin' left
Money and sex
You got to die for your time or you got nothin’ left
Money and sex
You got to die for your time or you got nothin' left

Look a little digger, I just like fast cars
Money, hoes, and them sneakers, but I ain't tryna keep her
You could find me at the pub with the whities
Blacker than a panther, Mrs. Aphrodite
Look at who you f**kin' with and change your repertoire
If you always so clouded, you could never be a star
Baby I am, all over in Y and, if you wanna
Try him, meet me at my alcoholic best
And I will put my sexaholic all over your chest
So you can call me just a-no-ther n***a with no sense
I mean, that f**kin' Aasim
He's so unreasonable, so unclean
And mouth so foul they can't get him in a church
'Cause lightin' will strike, leavin' ashes on his shirt
You f**kin' with the dirty of the dirts, when I flirt
I leave b*t*hes feelin's hurt, I'm so sorry that I'm such a f**kin' j*rk
'Cause I need
Money and sex
You got to die for your time or you got nothin' left
Money and sex
You got to die for your time or you got nothin' left
Money and sex
You got to die for your time or you got nothin' left
Money and sex
You got to die for your time or you got nothin' left

Darden—was said in—was said in another night
Darden, was said in another night
Darden, was said
Darden was—Darden was—Darden was said in another night
Said in another night
Said in another night

Ayo, Darden please pardon my jargon was said in another night
I'm so retarded, I started another fight
Now my apartment is haunted, and I'm starvin'
For Ketel One and orange on ice
I'm the type that you could never be, we aren't alike
And if you are in my life, you are far from my wife
I just write a couple verses, get a couple, couple checks
We could never be a couple, I just suck a couple breasts
b*t*h, I had a couple record deals, I'm not really impressed
If you really wanna f**k with me, just give me the sex
And shut your motherf**kin' mouth about you singin' on my song
If you linger for too long without you swingin' on my balls
I'm bored, 'bout to yawn myself to sleep
'Cause I could be out gettin' money or f**kin' another b*t*h
I don't really mean to be irrational
But I have to do what I have to do and that's get
Money and sex
You got to die for your time or you got nothin' left
Money and sex
You got to die for your time or you got nothin' left
Money and sex
You got to die for your time or you got nothin' left
Money and sex
You got to die for your time or you got nothin' left

Yeah (money and sex)
f**kin' with the best (oh, ooh-ooh-ohh, ahh-ahh, ooh)

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