Money Bags
(专辑: No Poison No Paradise - 2013)
Money son, it's all about the
money Whatchu talking bout all around the
world They all want that money Yeah tell me where the
money Show me where the
money Everybody tryna get the
money Everybody, they want the
dough For them niggas that's blue-collar Minimum wage dollars Up early and out of that money we need a
lot of Single mother, single father Whatever, you gotta get the
(dough) Yeah, at that bus stop waiting, tryna have mad patience Bout to start a
job that you already hating Fuck having a
boss but that's the
cost when tryna get the
(money) You know, hustle on that corner hoping you don't get caught in Keep 'em on the
lookout, the
cops done already warned him Another strike and you's a
goner Whatever, you gotta get the
(money) You know, make them dollars quicker Feel like imma rob a
nigga (rob a
nigga) Gotta get 'em my pockets need dollars in 'em Robbery go quicker to get my chips up I
gotta get the
(dough) Aye, to them dancers on the
pole that's tryna pay off a
loan Or, just wanted some meals, just wanna buy some new clothes Whatever it's for mama we know, you tryna get the
(money) Yeah, bill collectors calling but nothing inside your wallet Told 'em to stop calling and now you feel like you've fallen Upside down and you can't escape 'em, they tryna get they (money) It's the
money song It's all about that money We all need the
money Need that, tell me where the
money Tell me where the
money Tryna get the
money So people think that if you ain't got money then you ain't got shit If you make dollars then they don't make sense We all 'bout making that profit Check come in the
mail, check cash go cop it 1st of the
month, mailbox you watch it 1st of the
month, champagne bottle pop it Celebrating hood rich, paying your debt over Hit the
mall up if you got something left over, the
dough Tryna floss on 'em, past due bills but acting like a
boss on 'em Shining, ya know diamonds They don't need to know what it really cost for 'em Ain't no money out there so you fake it til you make it Some people never make it they pick up the
pistol and take it What we talking 'bout? What, the
money we makin'? Tell 'em "Fuck you, pay me" if it ain't money related, yeah the
(dough) It's the
money song It's all about that money We all need the
money Need that, tell me where the
money Tell me where the
money Tryna get the
money