Analysis of "Money lover don't grow"
Give me your wallet.I'm taking it all of it, Stick it up, I'm loving it,Grow the weeds of growing growths of the weed oh the plant grows high I need the money stick them up in the air or I'll shoot it up my arms of hell Give me the pain stick I need more of it oh oh please give me the love stick shoot me up oh shoot me up Give me the love money job of a blow stick on fire of money tree lick me up on. My money neck oh love me on the money tree of eyes of the tree magic love oh let it grow the love tree let the money rain on me oh my oh yea I need the money tree
|Letters per line (avg)||429|
|Words per line (avg)||130|
|Letters per stanza (avg)||429|
|Words per stanza (avg)||130|
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Submitted by wendy_m on August 29, 2022
Modified on March 07, 2023
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