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whoa\n[01:37.95] Let me take you down to London city\n[01:39.84] Where the attitude's bad and the weather is shitty\n[01:41.65] Everybody's on the paper chase, it's one big rat race\n[01:44.27] Everybody's got a screw face, so many two face\n[01:46.77] Checkin' their hide, they set their record to ride\n[01:48.24] I'm on the inside, looking at the outside\n[01:49.97] So it's an accurate reflection citywide\n[01:51.97] All things west and the Southside\n[01:53.48] Everywhere I go, there's a girl on the corner\n[01:55.43] Buns undressed got the city like sauna\n[01:57.53] And it's getting warmer, a lot of water\n[01:59.58] Turn a poor, struggling mother to a mourner\n[02:01.46] Mister politician, can you tell me the solution?\n[02:03.42] What's the answer, what's the conclusion?\n[02:05.57] Is it an illusion, is it a mirage?\n[02:07.42] I see them all go bad because they're tryna live large\n[02:09.36] And they all say, all say\n[02:10.60] I've no excuse, I just want you to use 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Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly\n  Truthfully, it's a joke like a bad episode of Hollyoaks\n  Can't keep up with the cover lows\n\n  So they got bad credit livin' on direct\n  Livin' in debt but they still don't get it\n  'Cause they too busy livin' the high life, the night life\n  Fuckin' the high way, livin' large and they all say\n\n  Money talks, money talks, you got no\n  Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa\n  Money talks, money talks, for real, though\n  Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa\n\n  Let me take you down to London city\n  Where the attitude's bad and the weather is shitty\n  Everybody's on the paper chase, it's one big rat race\n  Everybody's got a screw face, so many two face\n\n  Checkin' their hide, they set their record to ride\n  I'm on the inside, looking at the outside\n  So it's an accurate reflection citywide\n  All things west and the Southside\n\n  Everywhere I go, there's a girl on the corner\n  Buns undressed got 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Is it a mirage?\n[02:07.44] I see younger die because they tryna live large\n[02:09.59] And they all say\n[02:10.70] I've no excuse, I just want you to use me (Woo)\n[02:16.18] Take me and abuse me\n[02:18.79] I got no taboos, I'll make a trade with you (I got none)\n[02:23.66] Do anything you want me to\n[02:26.55] Money talks, mmm-hmm-hmm\n[02:28.70] Money talks, listen\n[02:30.15] Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh\n[02:34.51] Money talks, mmm-hmm-hmm (Yeah, yeah)\n[02:36.69] Money talks, it don't stop\n[02:37.95] Dirty cash I want you, dirty cash I need you, woh-oh\n[02:41.82] Yo, we're living in the days of the credit crunch\n[02:43.62] Give me the dough, I'm trying to have a bunch\n[02:44.94] But I can't have raps for lunch\n[02:46.59] It's not there ain't enough to share\n[02:48.14] I never dreamed that it could be rare\n[02:49.99] Who cares who's there to make a change?\n[02:51.75] Everyone's in the club tryna to make it rain\n[02:53.54] But not for famine, 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