Money
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Money
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Yeah
All for the money
Moolah-moolah, all about
Moolah-moolah, bring you down
Get away from it surely
Surely, surely shoot you
Down for the money
(Ooh) All for the money
(Ooh) All for the money
(Ooh) All for the money
Ooh, all for the money
For the money (Yea)
Yea-yeah, money
Oh, for the money
Drop it to the floor and bring it back
Shawty want the doller
She be looking at the heads
See my neck, wrist trippin', yea kind of wait for that
What you got, what you rock?
Mr Hibi you're the life, ah
I pulled up in a blacked out UFO
We gon' party till we black out you ain't know
Another bottle to the bag now, in my zone
We go zaded till we passed out
We still won't
Moolah-moolah, all about
Moolah-moolah, bring you down
Get away from it surely
Surely shoot you down
For the money
All for the money
(Ooh) All for the money
(Ooh) All for the money
Ooh, all for the money
For the money
Yeah, money
Moolah-moolah, all about
Moolah-moolah, bring you down
Get away from it surely
Surely shoot you
Down for the money
All for the money
(Ooh) All for the money
(Ooh) All for the money
Ooh, all for the money
For the money
Yeah, money
Oh, for the money
Quab, cash, stinks
For the people, cream, stash, wracks
For the bread, 2Scratch, beans
For the loot, moolah, pass, cranes
(For the money)
I remember days weren't sunny
50-50 draw, shitty times for Humphrey
I'm a product of environmental test
Hella stress
Wanna live it up my motherfuckin' chest
Never rest
Lookin' at work
And if you don't want to get up and earn
Every fucking brick I burnt
Fucking up titties with my squad
Now we got everyone concerned
Truth is, I don't look at tax
I'm too busy looking fresh
Another day, another cheque, another whip
And now we dressing
Another trip, another jet
A couple million to invest
And now the screamed and the fucked and the dreamed
I made it die
Money gets you anything
You want that's how it is
Double down and focus on your bus'
And on your scrizz for shizz
Moolah-moolah, all about
Moolah-moolah, bring you down
Get away from it surely
Surely shoot you down
For the money
All for the money
(Ooh) All for the money
(Ooh) All for the money
Ooh, all for the money
For the money
Yeah, money
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