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Money doesn't grow on trees So why do they keep picking all the leaves? Never mind, I just found out its christmas eve Homeless people need to eat There's a heathen in my sheets Man she's not planning to leave Jokers see but don't believe Man, I'm probably on some things you can't conceive Assassinate me like a creed Hol' up Got us running from the po' po' John lennon on yoko (aye) Tell me something that I don't know (aye) Take me somewhere where we won't go (aye) Your relationship and status Got me redder than a radish, baby We the baddest, baby You should come get at us, maybe