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Money

Money lyrics by 2Scratch. Yeah All for the money Moolah-moolah, all about Moolah-moolah, bring you down Get away from it surely Surely, surely shoot you Down...

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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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