Dirty money Washed rich Suck my honey It's a cinch Use your delusions To get ahead I'm not faking A single breath You say these days are made of rust Counted out Counted out in loss I've got plans to prove them wrong I got manners Like a comedy If you push too hard It's a thin veneer Got the new deal It's like a wish See me wanting All of this
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