Lyrics:
showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon' love me
We showin'
showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon' love me
We showin'
the junkies
We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
We showin' you the good, the bad, the ugly
B.I.G. said get ya money ain't no telling they gon love
things to some people
Give me a nickel, brother can you spare a dime
Money can drive some people out of their minds
For the love of money
No good, no
, good, good, good
Good, good, good, good, good, good
Uh that's good news, I'm gettin' money
Keep good goods, come shop with me
Hustler, that's
and I let her count it for me
I touch her good and she always ride it for me
My chick bad, looking like a bag of money
My chick bad, looking like
and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always ride it for me
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad, looking like
Good in a, good in a, good a good when she pose
She is a bad girl and she don't love you
She is a bad girl and she don't care
Watch out when she
a clothes
Good in a, good in a, good a good when she pose
She is a bad girl and she don't love you
She is a bad girl and she don't care
Watch out when
bad, act bad, act bad, act bad
Act bad, act bad, act bad (ayy, what the fuck is up?)
If you look good act bad
If you look good act bad
If you look
niggas spooked (what?)
Still hood, now I can buy the hood (what?)
My bitch bad, she fuck good (what?)
Mob around, all through the town (what?)
I wish
know it
With all this money see 'em looking but they can't find, tell her
She bad and she bad and she bad and she bad
And out of all these model bitches
, bad, bad boy (yeah)
You make me feel so good (bad boy)
You know you make me feel so good (yeah)
You know you make me feel so good (that's what we do)
, bad, bad boy (yeah)
You make me feel so good (bad boy)
You know you make me feel so good (yeah)
You know you make me feel so good (that's what we do)
We drive each other mad, mad, mad, mad, mad
But baby, that's what makes us good in bed
Please
Come take it out on me, me, me, me, me
I know it's
the root of all evil
Do funny things to some people
Give me a nickel, brother can you spare a dime
Money can drive some people out of their minds
Got
things to some people
Give me a nickel, brother can you spare a dime
Money can drive some people out of their minds
For the love of money
No good, no
of them
But as bad as the worst, so don't test me (get money)
You better move over (get money)
You can be as good as the best of them
But as bad
of them
But as bad as the worst, so don't test me (get money)
You better move over (get money)
You can be as good as the best of them
But as bad
day, good day, good day, good day)
Yeah, uh, had a lot of bad ones this year, this, this year
But, but, but today's a good day (good day, good day,
Oh
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Throw it, throw it up
Watch it fall out from the sky
Throw it up, throw it up
Watch it all fall out
a real bad bitch
Got her own money, she don't need no nig'
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come
sounded good last night
We had a damn good time
Jack Daniel's got a jackhammer pounding on my mind
Is that my ex's 4-runner backing out the drive?
What
popped this summer (Gucci)
Sometimes I, I feel good
I be in the hood, I just ride by
Sometimes I, I feel bad
I be in the hood, might do a drive
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