Money, money, money, money

That's my lady, she will never jack me down
(Money, money, money)
That's my baby, she's gone always be around
(Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she'll stay true when I leave town
(Money, money, money)
That's my playmate
Got my mind on my money, got my money on my mind

She's my peso, my denero, my paper, my playmate
She's always on time and never a day late
She's never on a diet, my pockets they gain weight
And me without her is some I can't take

Now we gone ride like the wind, my lover, my dividends
She's my fatty, I'm her daddy and she's my best friend
Got me spending weekends in Kingston Jamaica
Ooh my favorite chicken, ooh, I love my paper

And when she step out of line, that he gone get on the grind
Facing penitentiary time, but she's eventually mine
The same color as my hydro, I swear I've got the only breezy
That I die for, my mind sold

In love with this cheddar, me and her go together
Like birds of one feather, she keep me riding on leather
And chrome, you know it's on when my baby come home
She's my playboy bunny, that's sweeter than honeycomb

That's my lady, she will never jack me down
(Money, money, money)
That's my baby, she's gone always be around
(Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she'll stay true when I leave town
(Money, money, money)
That's my playmate
Got my mind on my money, got my money on my mind

Love at first sight, sex on the first night
My blessing when I'm stressing, she's keeping my game tight
She's doing the thing right, she's beeping compliancy
If I'm Ricky Ricardo, then she's my Lucy

My fly serenity, my pocket is energy
As a matter of fact, she's gone bring the Hennessey
I loved to hold her, fold her, her love is so douja
Got them dime pieces making love to my poster
(What is it?)

I'm loving this part of the game
And my money ain't genocide I got to explain
Swinging her from lane to lane, we doing the damn thing
My money, my motivation, my national campaign

That's my lady, she will never jack me down
(Money, money, money)
That's my baby, she's gone always be around
(Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she'll stray true when I leave town
(Money, money, money)
That's my playmate
Got my mind on my money, got my money on my mind

My pride, my joy, my everything
(That's what I am talking about)
I ride my boy on everything
(What I am talking about)
My pride, my joy, my everything
(That's what I am talking about)
I ride my boy on everything

That's my lady, she will never jack me down
(Money, money, money)
That's my baby, she's gone always be around
(Money, money, money)
She will never play me, she'll stay true when I leave town
(Money, money, money)
That's my playmate
Got my mind on my money, got my money on my mind

(Money, money, money)
Yo, my [Incomprehensible] is crashed
(Money)
The hysteria that we [Incomprehensible]
(Money, money, money)
Darling, no



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