Lyrics:
as human
You don't think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the wall
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll
round
Buy and sell it by the pound
Bitter truth that I have found
Food to eat, shoes on your feet
Maybe some heat, you live with defeat
Money gets
about the money, not all about the fame
See, I don't really get her, she really don't mean a thing
I just need you by my side, don't you ever go away
Ferina
If they don't know, now they know
I've been too busy getting money
I've been too busy playing these games that they play
That they want
now)
After this show smoke on a pound
Back of the car she shaking that ass
Money makes money it's a beautiful sound
Paid by the minute say no and she
passport, and I forgot my name and town,
But now I'm here by the water, put the money down.
Before I walk on the water,
Put the money down, down, down,
of them as human
You don't think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the wall
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for
And I talk about the fight
I tried in this life I lied
The pain gave me motivation
I like bringing money to the grave
Like Drake no light
I lied I tried I
Super fly like so, niggas lying like "So?"
Still spit it how I live it on the Hill, here I go, go
Hey all I do is go and go by this and that
niggas
Na, na, fuck that man, I'm tryin' to eat yo, fuck them yo
I'm ready to do anything for this money man
Do shit by myself, do anything for this
Yeah
Y'all might want to skip this one, this is a
Harsh truth
Very harsh truth
Look
To all the ladies wonderin' why
Drake can't rap like that
A million beggars silhouettes
Near where the money changers sit
By their locked glass cabinets
What has happened, let go and ask
The ministry of social
I-I-I-I can make your bed rock (Young Money)
I-I-I-I can make your bed rock, girl (Kane is in the building, nigga)
I-I-I-I can make your bed rock
that by me one more time?
What happened to the money
I gave you to pay the rent?
The rent is overdue
And we ain't got one red cent
Well I
million on me right now
Hard to make a song 'bout somethin' other than the money
Two things I'm about is talkin' blunt and staying blunted
Pretty women,
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
Maybe tonight, by the fire
All alone, you and I
Nothing around but the sound
Of my heart and your sighs
Money talks
But it can't sing and dance
Ever since the abolition of slavery, all nations
Scarred by the great sore, has revolutionized the
Ideological errors of their forefathers,
Break she gave me is a heart break yeah
Yeah
What you mean by that you know
If you know
Yeah, if you know yeah
So much money on the floor
Man, I just need
)
And alone, and you need a companion (money)
You can ring-ting-a-ling for the maid
If you happen to be rich (money)
And you find you are left by your lover
verby
Is dit drake wat dan by my spook
Van die lyding dis dolke in my
Van die woorde wat eggo in my
As my bloed kook
As ek skree en op my kneë neer val
money to buy her a ring
And take his sweet Cindy to see New Orleans
One day a riverboat gambler chanced by
And captured her heart with his sweet
Mind is not a game to play wit all day
[Verse: Drake]
I've been hated by many, wanted by plenty
Disliked by some, but confronted by none
Since they
Oh, Father You've been my friend
Now that I'm in trouble
Stand by me to the end, oh, oh
I want You to stand by, stand by
Well, all of my money
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