Lyrics:
love on me Bad girl work the stove
She a bad girl, like Ri-Ri She tryin' to creep me in her tepee
She infatuated with the VVs But she askin' me for
I re- I re- I remember
Just another endless summer
Only thing I feel is hunger
No I do not have a lover
I remember
I was dying for a come up
On my
bitch
Me and Lil Kay on the come up we working too hard made a song for the summer (Yee)
Hop in the Jeep or the Hummer you know I got speakers so this
without asking (woo)
When she with me, she be looking out for me simple and plain
My homegirl Money Jane
I hope you witness the adventures of Miss
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
You're just a cunt and I cannot relate
Getting my money without no debate
I cannot sleep I stay up everyday
Hustling hard man I work everyday
I gotta work
Formulate, replicate, delegate work
Money ain't really for the weak
Elevate, meditate, dedicate work
Discipline over bad habits, work
Never mind if you got
Throwin the haters off and keep our folks next to us
For me to bust a Bay bitch she gotta be the thickest
I dig them Bay niggaz cause they Sic'Wid'It
Y'all already know who I am right?
Dolla $ign i go by the name of DJ Mustard
Like this, let's go
She work hard everyday
Got a thing for girls that
globetrottin'
A nigga blow a little paper when it's time to move
Fuck old money, for the new money
No tellin' what a real nigga gon' do
I do what the fuck I want
shall not hurt
For money food shelter or work
Louie, Henny, Remy, or Urp
Chicken, dimes, hoes in skirts
I'm in my truck smoking purp
Tryin' to see
act like she know
She ordered the shrimp
I got some niggas uptown
They got some shit for that ass
Don't come on my block
Without a visiting pass
but this is the year that I'm goin' for fame
I used to work hard for the money, well shit, I still do, that shit ain't gonna change
Uh, cuz that's just
And you were supposed to love me
Then I got a text from your ex
All summer night, reachin' for nine
On stand by, three sixty five
You get high and you
money
Work too hard for all this money
Can't just blow all this money
Unless you blowing me honey
Cuz I'm stingy with my money
Work too hard for all
leather
He was getting bitter while she was getting better
Diamonds are forever
Miss Sierra Leone
Looking like a gem, works hard in the week
Party
Baby's body so smooth like fiji
Her reflection on her body lookin' like it can see me
Baby told me she's best at the summer time
Go on and work that
for cash
She work for the bag
She work for the cash
She work for the bag
She like cash no romancing
She want diamonds dancing
Big money she stacking
No
and they can't stop it
Ever since they saw them horse shoes on the back pocket
Harlem she thirsty for my style turn the volume up
She bout to work em
the limit I'm feeling hot I work hard plus I look so fly
I do it for the money hell yeah for the money
I do it for the money hell yeah for the money
I do it
That make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
Never thought she would come and work for the president
Mr. George
That make me do the hula hoop around the gym
(Just to get a peek again, she's a 10)
Never thought she would come and work for the president
Mr. George
looking for
(She's lookin' for me)
Eliza, I'm lookin' for a mind at work (work, work)
I'm lookin' for a mind at work (work, work)
I'm lookin' for
Summer you should visit me at Papa Murphy's
To work off all that pizza you can do some burpees
Covered in my money like it comes out of a shower
Catch me
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