pussy money weed (PMW) remix

Lil CuZz pussy money weed remix lil wayne auto tune [lyrics] i get pussy & money/ buhh never the weed/ the game is full of the greed/ yo im run this lika stampeed/ get cought u in the red beam/ is this real or all a dream/ yoo im adam now i jus need my eve im tryna get bright for me and my team/ we hoter then ur face in steam/ i coudl make this hurt/ but for what its worth/ ill jus kick back relax with tha purp/ all the gangsters out nowa days be faker then the a barbie/ yoo check em at tha harveys/ did i mention im starvin/ need that food/ so get rude/ then i get crude/ ur small food lika cruee-ton c what im on/ drink on and on/ until the juice is gone/ have her up till the early mon/ in the devils image its me they spawn/ but to the lyrics im drawn/ lil b boring his tracks makes me yawn/ i could flow frum dawn till dawn/ forever/ i will get cheedar/ stay clever/ only way to get me off the top ill have to be severd/ put the stains on ur sweater/ nigguh ima go getter/ i make ur girl wetter/ im brighter/ like the flame on the lighter/ dawg as a writer to a writer/ please retire/ and dont go join the qwiire/ wangsta b a stright liar/ get u burnt lika ima fire/ ur flow dryd up like u put it in the dryer/ for to long/ dylan lablong/ could get banged like gong/ instead getin merkd ina song/ she said ur dicks small and ur last name shoulda been wong/ u must think ur strong/ buhh i beat u liek im king kong/ dawg to my music u like to sing along/ i do this year long/ ill never quit/ until i make it/ i dun spit on tracks i vomit/ im to fly sum lika commit/ dagw my tacks spin lika drill bit/ ur girl looks like norbits/ around the earth i orbit/ my lyrics is soo thick i could hold it/ when im rich im goin ona gold fit/ ur soul u sold it/ and now i own it/ nigguh im on my own shit/ my song are power/ ur flows stinkin it needs a shower/ ur flows like milk thats sour/ over u nigguhs i tower/ like chan u can get rushd ina hour/ have u pushin up flowers/ all these nigguhs is cowwads im ired of this imbicieles/ i bee spreayin liek areosulls/ bullets pop off u wont hear em all/ ull get have way thru they leave us all/ like smirnoff be there/ ur girl was here we had an affair/ her head was meh so i took her to clairs/ u cant figgur me out i got so many layers/ u be lyers/ u spit shit/ i spit fire/ i got connections lika telephone wire/ employers say they lookin buhh they never hire/ soo ima build ma cartel into an empire/ i stand higher/ then the smoke of the burnin tires