Bunny Money Poem by G J Salgado

I'm gonna be the referee
Between Nicki and Cardi B
While I eat some Indian tacos
That's what I like the most
Grab a pizza, or burrito and some drinks
Rappin duel what you think
Start the clock
Count it tick tock
Click, chip, chop
Chit-chat at the chop shop
Shop till I drop
Machines on the spot
Take a ride in my hotrod
Crumbs fallin on the hood
Music blaring, speakers good
Crackers and cheese served mix
Nuts in my banana watch it split
She's chopped liver; squashed bratwurst
I'm gonna drop this beast make it hurt

Look at me go
Watching me go
Stepping on your ego
Stacking like Lego's
I'm building a money wall
Excuse me while I take this call

How long is this gonna take
You look stupid; you look fake
I might be a little fat
But I'm stacked
I'm the Original Native American Cherokee
It's in my blood; inside of me
Thick and curvy
Brown not dirty
Sometimes naughty
Never snotty
I make it rain when I dance
Latin lovers; every chance

I'll snag em with my claws
Got him between my wolf paws
He'll be my cholo; I'll be his squaw
I play for keeps; keep a locked jaw

You can't take what I've got
Don't be an Indian giver
Better not get caught
Snake dance; make you shiver

You're showing
Me all your money
High heels throwing
Trying to be funny
Got me looking
Like a play boy bunny

I hop on these lyrics
Take em for a spin
Talk with native spirits
They tell me I'm gonna win

I'm no ghetto Queen
I'm a savage native Goddess
Split up through your spleen
There's more wild ones just like us

Slicing through like a tomahawk
I run with the wolves in the woods
I don't scream I squawk
Then I'm howling they can hear from your hood

Look at you girl from the Bronx
Can't keep me in a cage
You can show me your rocks
Burnin it like sage so where's my stage

No need for an audience I'm wild
I heat it up then serve it cold
I'm a moon child
Doesn't matter what you've been told
I'm going gold until it's sold

I have style
I have grace
If I don't like you I put you in your place
I might even punch you in the face
I'm chubby, I'm pretty, I'm classic
I'm everything but basic
Complicated
I won't get faded
I won't be burned out
Play with me you'll get turned out
I want it I can taste it
Look I finally made it
I'm an all Native American girl
Not too many step into my world
My circles small and close
I don't trust most
I keep eyes on you
Watch what you do

With me you get one chance maybe even two
After that you're on your own I'll be done with you
Just like that
It won't last

You're showing
Me all your money
High heels throwing
Trying to be funny
Got me looking
Like a play boy bunny