"Hes a sweet, soul, brother!"
Money, money, money, money!
Money, money, money, money!
"You make me feel so goooood!"
Money, money, money, money!
Money, money, money, money!
Money, money, money, money!
Money, money, money, money!
In the world of change, here I am
Tryin to have some thangs
So what you need is some game, to get your money man
Ohh baby, in the world of paper, paper
Thinkin of a master plan
Cause aint nuttin but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pockets, all my money is spent
So I dig deeper, but still comin up with lint
So I, start my mission, leave my residence
Thinkin how can I get some dead presidents
I need money, I used to see a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up, aint nuttin funny
Stop smilin, cause still dont nuttin move but the money
Cause now Ive learned to earn cause Im righteous
I feel great, so maybe I might just
Search fo a 9 to 5, if I strive
Then maybe Ill stay alive
So I walk up the street, whistlin this
Feelin out of place cause man do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and Warren G, and a big fat plate of
Chicken wings, cause thats my favorite thang
But without no money man that shits a dream
Cause I dont like to dream about gettin paid
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that Ive made
Soon as I bust em see if I got pull
I hit the DoggHouse, cause Im paid in full
Money, money, money, money!
Money, money, money, money!
Money, money, money!
W-w-w-w-w-well
W-w-w-w-w-welllll
Ohhhh baby
W-w-w-w-w-well
W-w-w-w-wellll, ohh baby
Ohhhh baby
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