War Profiteer

Hey, for the goodie and the commas What's a little pain if you're living like a baller Hey, level cities like a bomber Making bank, keep my women hotter than a sauna Hey, call it selling my soul Getting money, yeah, the less that you know With the flick of a pen Make a nation fall I don't care what or when That seven nation army Bought all of this, not sorry More die, the more she want me Don't care unless she naughty Hey, for the goodie and the commas What's a little pain if you're living like a baller Hey, level cities like a bomber Making bank, keep my women hotter than a sauna Hey, to the fella getting shot up Making all the noise doesn't lead to any drama Hey, with the money I'm set Hoping that the people never give it a rest Hey, like Cruella de Vil Get that money, she don't care what I kill Thinks I'm holding it down Calling all her friends when she slips out of town Want foreign cars? I got it Don't lie, I know you want it Make bank I'll stay I promise Bought you now let's be honest Hey, for the goodie and the commas What's a little pain if you're living like a baller Hey, level cities like a bomber Making bank, keep my women hotter than a sauna Hey, to the fella getting shot up Making all the noise doesn't lead to any drama Hey, with the money I'm set Hoping that the people never give it a rest La, la, la, la, la, la Hoping that the people never give it a rest La, la, la, la, la, la Hoping that the people never give it a rest