Money Lyrics

[Hook]

Money

For the money

Money, Money

[Verse 1]

Kanye told me that Jesus walks in '04

But I grew up around Impalas and drug lords

Welcome to Los Angeles

Palm trees and drug stores

All we know is rocks and Presidents like Mount Rushmore

Fuck the police

They hop out and bust doors

I ain't goin back to jail, nigga

That's what I flush for

My money or my glock, Who do I trust more?

I don't know, It's prolly the one that I touch more

Guess It's the green cause paper motivate niggaz

And my Rolex's racist cause it hate niggaz

I used to only sell 8th's

Like that Laker nigga

Now I'm movin 24's like I play at the Staples Center

You might miss The Game

So nigga, Don't blink

My Phantom stand out like Frank Lucas' mink

So go ahead and think like Frank Lucas think

Somebody'll find your brains on the fuckin' kitchen sink

About

[Hook]

(Money)

Dead presidents, Big paper

(For the money)

Benjamins, Skyscrapers, My niggaz get (Money)

My bitches get (Money)

Like the strippers get

From the block to the club, I'll make it rain (Money)

In California niggaz die (For the money)

From the south to New York them bullets fly for the (Money)

Don't stop gettin' (Money)

It don't matter where you're from

If you hustle muthafucka, Keep gettin' that (Money)

[Verse 2]

Yeah, I get at that Baby and Slim Cash money

All the jewelry on your whole crew

That's my tax money

That Pablo Escobar crack money

That Lebron first Nike contract money

That make it rain

All my niggaz throw a stack money

Stack it to the ceiling then call it Shaq money

That walk in the club, Straight to the back money

Flava of Love, Deelishis sittin on my lap money

That rap money

Niggaz get clapped money

Air Force Ones don't bend when I trap money

Ooh, I'm Rich like Porter

Havin Alpo nightmares

Whippin' that water

Like McDonalds, I was flippin them orders
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In that '02 Porsche truck

Whizzin' through borders

I was through flippin quarters when I made my first mill

I'm about a dollar, 50 Cent ain't real

[Hook]

(Money)

Dead presidents, Big paper

(For the money)

Benjamins, Skyscrapers, My niggaz get (Money)

My bitches get (Money)

Like the strippers get

From the block to the club, I'll make it rain (Money)

In California niggaz die (For the money)

From the South to New York them bullets fly for the (Money)

Don't stop gettin' (Money)

It don't matter where you're from

If you hustle muthafucka, Keep gettin' that (Money)

[Verse 3]

Somebody tell Snoop to pop open them briefcases

Order that Patron

Tell 'em we want three cases

Fuck a Black Card, You see these green faces

Look at my chest, Now you've seen Vegas

Treat my money like the Crystal that we wasted

Cause I'm a money machine

I could remake it

You a fool thinkin that Freddy could see Jayceon

I been iced out like who the fuck need Jacob

The Doc told me to be patient

But I want money like Dwight Howard

Next time he a free agent

I'm tryin' to make enough money so I can feed Asia

And have Asians in the kitchen cookin in Louis V aprons

Word to Martha Stewart

If I could park a Buick

Then I could flip a Brinks truck

I got the heart to do it

Ball like the nigga Tony Parker do it

Speak no inglés but Dinero, I talk it fluent

[Hook]

(Money)

Dead presidents, Big paper

(For the money)

Benjamins, Skyscrapers, My niggaz get (Money)

My bitches get (Money)

Like the strippers get

From the block to the club, I'll make it rain (Money)

In California niggaz die (For the money)

From the South to New York them bullets fly for the (Money)

Don't stop gettin' (Money)

It don't matter where you're from

If you hustle muthafucka, Keep gettin' that (Money)

Get get get get get ya paper boy [3X]

Get get get get get get GET!

[2X]

Money

For the money

Money, Money, Money