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Money Money Money (Abracadabra) · Money Money Money: The ABBA Story (Gary Tesca) · Gettin' Money (The Get Money Remix) (Junior M.A.F.I.A.) · Bandz Bandz (Get Your Money Up) (Bandz Up) · Money Money 2020 [Bonus Tracks] (The Network) · Money Money 2020 (The Network) · Money Money 2020 - 180g Blue Vinyl (The Network) · We Are Money Money (Money Money) · Money Money 2020 (The Network) · We Are Money Money (Money Money) – and 90 other albums »


you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears

William Zanzinger, who
you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears

William Zanzinger, who
Oh, but you who philosophize
Disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears

William Zanzinger, who
fearing, halfway hoping
That blackguard boy with handsome muscle
Disturb your sleep with tiny tussle
And earn by stealing
Mrs William gone again

But
this song right away

Lay hold William Oldford, lay hold William White
Lay hold of the cordage and pull all your might
Lay hold of the bowline
you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears

William Zanzinger, who
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin’ your drink on, tell ‘em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it’s
If you're not having any luck with the girls
You need to step into the spotlight world
Watch some movies with steve mcqueen
Get some music by bb
Williams shooting a nigga
Shooting a nigga, hey hey hey
I need a slow motion video right now ay ay

Damn baby pussy can't be your only hustle
Unless you bad
Williams shooting a nigga
Shooting a nigga, hey hey hey
I need a slow motion video right now ay ay

Damn baby pussy can't be your only hustle
Unless you bad
that money machine.
Now you can measure you manhood by it. 
You can get your children to try it.
You can bring your enemies to their knees
With
Hey lucky people, North and South
This is your leader, I'm called "the mouth"
We're gonna play a game that's funny
Get the, get the, get the money
compose the rugged, I woulda written yo' shit too
But you ain't got enough money in your budget, dude fuck it!
Step up and get your whole band slaughtered
at your cute face
And lookin' at your 8 by 10 in my suitcase
Ain't been with my honey in a long while
And when I get a hold of you, mmm child (oh, yeah)
so full of holes

Words and music by williams
tender heart
 That you crushed beneath them soles
 With your cold bustin' stompers
 You left my head so full of holes
 Words and Music by Williams
hoodooed 
Want luck, want their loved ones back 
Recently been victimized by unprovoked attacks 
Want to stop nature's problems or get rid of some strange
By William Clarke

Why do the birds sing songs
To warm a heart of love for you each day?
Why do the breeze blow so strong
To prove the power of love
People you used to look down on

And you'd figured out a way to make real money
Giving ends to your friends and it felt stupendous
Chrome spokes
wit' me, 
Will.I.Am the ghetto!, Will.I.Am the ghetto! (Streets), 
Cause' I'm a thug by nature, thug by nature, 
Gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin',
revolution's the act
Keep us crazy 'bout money, 'bout pollution and crack
Keep us scared of Al'Qaeda always on the attack
Just in case you get by and start
Katt Williams 
Money Mike, I gets money on the mic 
And some say I'm wild'n out
Bargadi styling out, pushing seven digits dialing 
But I ain't gotta
Where Darby at?
If you at Greystone gettin’ your drink on, tell ‘em to run this back
Put your hands up in the air, got the call from Will.I.Am
Now it’s
dummies spendin money just to get up in yo' junk
Buy you drinks up at the bar, fill you up with alcohol
Why me, boo you, try to do you, even walk you
hardly enough to get by 
Til a terrible flood swept poor Jimmy away 
During six stormy days in July