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Albums:

Babas Barbies & Bargeld (Summer Cem) · KMFDM (KMFDM) · Don't Blow Your Cover: A Tribute to KMFDM (Hutchinson, Hutch) · We Are KMFDM (KMFDM) · Money Money Money (Abracadabra) · Money Money Money: The ABBA Story (Gary Tesca) · Money Money 2020 [Bonus Tracks] (The Network) · Gettin' Money (The Get Money Remix) (Junior M.A.F.I.A.) · Money Money 2020 (The Network) · Money Money 2020 - 180g Blue Vinyl (The Network) – and 90 other albums »


, save money, money, money)

It goes fast
(Goes fast)
No cash
(No cash)

We used to shop discount racks for brand name specials
Mix and match designer
so happy
More money more sex more apathy
Sell me a cause I don't care which one

Put me on your mix tape
Put me on your mix tape
Then I could tell
You never mix business with new friends,
All black Benz you can call me Pac Man.
Cause everybody know I gotta sack man
I got the whole hood shopping
knowledge is no pipe dream
Money makes the world go around? Full blown hype dream

Do what you got to do.. Say what you got to say.
Mix it in the middle..
by few
We pay big money to the ones that do
The christian militia, they give us big knowledge
But the pentagon messed up and wouldn't acknowledge
She want me to re-mix this dope shit
She want me to re-mix this dope shit

She want me to re-mix this dope shit
She want me to re-mix this dope
here to make money, money, money)

Whatever happened to the real DJs
'Cause the chick you've paid can't mix for shit
She's looking good with her
Make plans with your crime family
Get money money, take money money
Get money money, take money money

By age 19 Tyheim is turned out
He ain't talkin'
won't tell me
They know I'm suffering
With a scent that can't be washed away

The stench of money
Is reeking off of me
A mix of cheap cologne
getting money
Smoking L's by the hundreds
We got blow, we got molly
We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money
Killing niggas for the money
opportunity
You can mix it up with your fists

Let me lose so beautifully
Let me lick the dew from the money tree
Have the moms of world all care about me
never play the game by the book
If you're livin too large, ya better watch that ass
Cause the IRS,
Is gonna take yo stash

money, you
of seconds we rich
Now it's all about kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor
But fuck the cops
of seconds we rich
Now it's all about kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor
But fuck the cops
Hey doorman,
Tell 'em line up the cris,
I put my money on the roof and crush this bitch,
You niggas keep wavin' them wrists,
I put my money
I take grams of coke,
Mix it with lactose, that's what I do!
Stretch
I make a ounce a dope
With like a eighth of dope, befo' I'm through!
Product
got two
Stop by and have a good time its popping’ at snoops
Got a whole lot of this and I mix it with that
Me and timberland remember we bringin’ it
rule in the game
Cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame
Why, women and money don't mix, like drinking an' driving
Watch those conniving women
nuthin'
You ain't sayin' nuthin'

I be spendin' Euros by the pound, I'm talkin' London
If it ain't about some millions boy you ain't sayin' nuthin'
You
Get money money, take money money

By age 19 Tyheim is turned out
He ain't talking much, keep a dutch in his mouth
Cop the aberrettes
Orange
on a Beretta
Said he wanna bet that I don't throw a better
Now the game is surrounded by some money hungry bitches
I put the kisses on my fists and rolled
the hustlas, come on 
This is for the hustlas, oh

Oh, come on, come on 

I make money like a motherfucker 
It ain't no thang to me 
Short Dog in
forget that golden rule in the game
Cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame
Why, women and money don't mix, like drinking an' driving
Watch
money, just by clappin' their hands
Not the style or desire of a true Iron Man

(You know what I want to hear)

[Verse 2]
A southside broola don't drink
Yeah, yeah
By 5 minutes
By 5 minutes

5 minutes she'll be suckin' dick
By 5 minutes she'll be takin' pics
By 5 minutes she'll be on my click