MONEY

MONEY

Money makes her smile, emotions flooding through her circuitry, it makes her dance, on poles, on tables just so she can start her stable. To be able, and not depend on anyone, she'll take the labels. Bitch, slut, yea whatever, as long as she can pay the cable. Money makes her laugh, a deep haughty guffaw that paralyzes the body with bliss. She has a connection with money and it's more intimate than a kiss. Third base, in bed with money biting it to cause a lisp. If you ain't got money, she'll overlook you like an eclipse. Money, money, money makes the world go round. You pull up with your Honda, but it ain't make a sound. Beastly and animalistic that will make her come, big body with an attitude, prize loose like latitude, breathing fire that expands in magnitude, your Civic, yea that's kind of cute. Money, money, money can buy you happiness. You can have everything in abundance and won't have to settle for less. Walking around in mink coats, coasting around the borders in expensive boats. Drinking champagne and eating lobster, associating with celebrities, fucking pornsters. Money, money, money, walking on marble, consumed by majestic views, sights of waves billowing in the calm mountain apartment, carressed by the sun and blessed by the hand of God. Money, money, money, what you want? 9 to 5 money, that's safe money, slave money, enough to keep you docile and obedient money. That's not enough money, it's simply stay off float money, not enough to reach your goals money, you'll never have enough money. Maybe drug dealer and criminal money? Dirty money, it's floss at the club money, fuck bad bitches at the club money, stunt what you wearing money, consume alcohol everyday with your friends money, fast money, cold from a bullet from heat money. Maybe stripper money, working the pole money, lap dance money, hustler money, suck your dick money, fuck you and your friend money, daddy issues with no options money. People do anything and everything to get money. We are all brain dead like a mummy, yet the taste still persists, sweet like honey, we can't let go, we are addicted, completely hypnotized to the idea of money.