Oh you gotta love money
It can do anything
You lost your baby
It can buy new friends
Fly them out already
If you want to you can
Put them all in a jet
And ride them out in a Benz
Oh you gotta love money honey
It can buy anything
Your mind is rock heavy
You know what money says
"Hey I'm on it, I'm on it"
So why get upset
When you can write out a cheque
And buy a little respect
Oh you gotta love money
Money
Gotta love it.
That's how I get everybody to love me
Don't believe in a budget, it's on me
When I show out in public, get off these nuts
A nigga not tryna feel much
A couple thou on the seams and cuffs
I get a blouse for her steez and such
Run your mouth, put a fee on scalp
Feind for a rush
I feed her habit, knees hit the rug
She like an addict, please give it up
I'm on this passive aggressive path, but I burn it fast
Black card... napalm... fuck a bank charge, when I say so, swipe
Not giving a fuck could change your life
Blank cheque for your soul nigga... name your... PRICE
Money honey
It can do anything,
For those of you who sell out, you'll have it all in the end
So don't worry 'bout it
Cause I know I know I know
You can run to the bank,
And put it all in a bag and buy your soul back again
Oh you gotta love money honey
Money honey
Money honey
Money honey
Money honey
Money honey
Money honey
Money honey
Money honey