Lyrics:
Tell me what do we see when we look in the mirror
He don't see no money but he sees something clearer
There's a man doin' all that he can in the midst
wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin'
What is money?
Money is what makes a man act funny
Money is the root of all evil
Money
don't know the time
That the Son comes down from the stars
Lights off
Ain't nobody watchin' me
I heard about the man in the sky
But he prolly fell asleep
don’t fake moves, I scrape crews
I make brothers break food just give me a
Beat with a bass groove
I’m mad funky ask the experts ‘cause I’ll
Make you bob
To make you happy, and get the job done
You say you needed a man with money
But I can't be there, and will you still care
Will I cheat or will I be
nevertheless, there ain't no money", the kid said
"Well, so call up a future and rewrite the past"
Said the old man, "Raise the hammer and stifle the news
Polish
we livin' in?
Bang those dividends, snakes stay slitherin'
How you plan to make it to the top by just fittin' it?
How you plan to take a nigga's
Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
Now they blew up his house, too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight,
on one knee
I'm havin' a stroke of genius, Elizabeth I'm comin' to you, honey
From boy to man, it's still make a whore moan like a thyroid gland
I'm in
don't act funny i'm a dream chaser
I'm chasin' nothin' else but money
I'm a dream chaser and I
Had a dream 'bout money
I bought that brand new Rayful
to get money
But, I'll try, by God! I'll try
I'll go out and make it or steal it
Or take it or die
make it rain
So much money they think she's insane
You a 7 digit nigga if you holla at a brah
With a 7 digit figga you should come in by the bar
I'm
and hard don't crack
We be getting money forreal no cap
Shorty trying to chill want a Nigga hit that
No sold crack but I did sale pack
Live by the code get
(Valentine's Day)
Valentine's Day (Valentine's Day)
Valentine's Day (Valentine's Day)
Remember when i had you screaming "Kenny damn please don't go no deeper"
(I
the lucky man? I don't have a clue
Then she said the lucky man is you
I dropped my brew
And everything looked fuzzy
Not a baby by you the neighborhood
a young Federline my bitch got mills now
Give a fuck how you feel
I was down on the block on my O'Neal
I don't take to the cops you lil boy squeal now
You
the Chi comma Illinois
My crew make more noise than yours
Fifteen a night on tour, make 'em sick with no cure
As she sits by the bar she sips Cristies
the lucky man? I don't have a clue
Then she said the lucky man is you
I dropped my brew
And everything looked fuzzy
Not a baby by you the neighborhood
gettin longer
I could solve it all right now, But I don't wanna block her
It's really lookin like another toxic summer
I could make her mine i know she got
they calling me "money man"
I really ain't tripping as long as you niggas don't go by my government
My time is money and I don't have time to speak on no
And the women say damn, them niggas don't say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce like a bed-spring
Walking a thin line, gotta defend mine
to wash my clothes
I don't want you to keep my home
I don't want your money too
I just want to make love to you
Well I can see by the way that you switch
talking about what you got, huh
Went out and bought for you
How much money I make
And what school our children go to
And all the fancy clothes and big
get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Better pray to God that he don't get you
Not that I need it
This nigga cap as fuck man
Ain't no
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