[Intro: Kenny G (Saxophone)]
[Verse 1: Styles P]
40 acres and a mule, somebody's a fool
20 brothers with Bugattis, could've went and bought a school
Yeah, we like jewels, diamond, reefers and booze
Got cash for my boo, she can buy some new boobs
Life is a heffa, I order travel to Mecca
In the Tesla that can fly while I visit my ancestors
Something I can buy, that can help out the Chi'
Stop the gun shots, I would sell my soul to the sky
Ride to the heaven with Teddy, Riley and Guy
Jim in the chariot, pain, I had to carry it
You ain't pray yet but you're still wearing your Lazarus
Cash for you to burn, but I swear to you, it's hazardous
[Chorus: Kanye West & Kenny G]
All you do is party, you just lookin' for somebody
With some (cash for you to burn, the kind of stuff you earn)
All that ass don't hurt nobody
Me and all my posse, we brought (cash for you to burn, the kind of stuff you earn)
[Verse 2: Styles P]
Visionary, like Webster making the dictionary
Niggas go to church but they never part of the missionary
Time to tell the truth, I'm good times painted in the flesh
And Mona Lisa was seduced
Mike Jack had the glove, I got the kicks and the boots
Yeah, I'm sorry for the hat, I was a tad bit confused
Making Africans great, then I'm throwing up the deuce
But I still got love for the whites and the Jews
Anybody that's any color, love is the move
Love is the new cash like Teyana said
Like a virgil, like a prayer, live to tell like Madonna said
And always do good like your momma said
[Chorus: Kanye West & Kenny G]
All you do is party, you just lookin' for somebody
With some (cash for you to burn, the kind of stuff you earn)
All that ass don't hurt nobody
Me and all my posse, we brought (cash for you to burn, the kind of stuff you earn)
[Outro: Kenny G (Saxophone)]
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