Money Feels Better

[Chorus: Sean Hayes]

Every day I wake up, all I think is make buck

Shawty I would stay but I just gotta get this paper

Had you like "Damn, this the best sex ever"

Your pussy felt good but my money feels better

Your pussy felt good but my money feels better

Yes it felt good but my money feels better

Your pussy felt good but my money feels better

Yes it felt good but my money feels better

[Verse 1: Los]

Hey we ballin' like the Final Four

So every night those bottles pour

Hand-stitched Italian decor cover those marble floors

Nothing borrowed my lifestyle is marveled for

Swedish models marvellous newish model Porsche

Wine and cheddar, fine leather, vicious shoes

And that's what calls all the bitches my nigga this is true

They swear the money long and I don't give em shortcake

I'd rather pay a lawyer help my niggas beat a court case

Then paint the old-school Rolls and paint the rows candy

With some arm candy named Rose that's dope as nose candy

So have my dough handy or you can see the exit

I'm bout my money I gets to it like I GPSed it

Please respect it I don't cuff for the homies can holla

The only way I chase pussy if it owe me a dollar

Yeah I'm married to this cash and I'm real committed

So it's money over everything except my will to get it

[Chorus: Sean Hayes]

Every day I wake up, all I think is make buck

Shawty I would stay but I just gotta get this paper

Had you like "Damn, this the best sex ever"

Your pussy felt good but my money feels better

Your pussy felt good but my money feels better

Yes it felt good but my money feels better

Your pussy felt good but my money feels better

Yes it felt good but my money feels better

[Verse 2: Cory Gunz]

Hey shawty what the biz be

If the money weren't with me would you miss me

Let a nigga tell it I better be history

Will I ever love her? It's a mystery

Texting me till her hands get blistery

Instantly all she wanna do is miss the meat

She don't wanna cut, she just wanna sense of me, dispose of me

You know, dispense of me

Can't pimp a pimp coincidentally

I'm a running train hit the money mentally

In the park gettin higher than a frisbee gone with the wind

You know where the kid be

Rock star life, with a hot chick

In a rap group, where the pop shit

YMCM with a B later

Till the death I don't know where I'm a be later

No favor, please hater

Keep peeling that cheddar I'm a cheese grater

He dope with his mean fake up

And his queen broke down so she need makeup

Straight smoke when the team wake up

Get the green cake now lean mink up [?]

They down they gon rep they town

Do it like a wet dream with a clean wake up

Los niggas need paid bucks cause them heat stay close and they need paper

Your seats ain't close like they tryna do the most

To reach they goals but you just ain't us

Well they head ahead if they must

I ain't with the day-to-day fuss

Till the day I lay and they pay respects

Dollar sign Pi, pay my cuts, straight up

[Chorus: Sean Hayes]

Every day I wake up, all I think is make buck

Shawty I would stay but I just gotta get this paper

Had you like "Damn, this the best sex ever"

Your pussy felt good but my money feels better

Your pussy felt good but my money feels better

Yes it felt good but my money feels better

Your pussy felt good but my money feels better

Yes it felt good but my money feels better

[Verse 3: Los]

Okay I drop her off and then she top me off in that Impala now

All I do is beat that pussy up and chase a dollar down

I might just rip her bras apart let her rip the mall apart

First time she slipped them drawers up off I let her whip the Quattroporte

Getting money different ways

Gripping chips and whipping blades

Tipsy off Patrizzy yeah we mixed it with that lemonade

Yeah I guess them figures made

Swagger on a frightening level

Red bitch on my arm shining like a Breitling bezel

Tell you what we bout to do cop you that Louboutin shoe

My watch look like a frozen Sprite

My chain look like a Mountain Dew

Always dreamed of riding fly

Watching Beemers driving by

Now I'm beamin' riding high

While I'm leaning side to side

See I be making power moves

While you take a power nap

Money power pussy dollars

Don't respect when cowards slackin'

Ain't bout that money? Hollaback

Damn she says she's soaking wet

I'll be thinking 'bout counting money every time I'm stroking that

[Chorus: Sean Hayes]

Every day I wake up, all I think is make buck

Shawty I would stay but I just gotta get this paper

Had you like "Damn, this the best sex ever"

Your pussy felt good but my money feels better

Your pussy felt good but my money feels better

Yes it felt good but my money feels better

Your pussy felt good but my money feels better

Yes it felt good but my money feels better