Give it, babe Need bitches, need bitches Want money? Got clout Before I show you the money, let me spot you the bill Give it, babe, give it, babe Love me, love me for profit, I can make you go down I can show you the money if you wanna go out When you're

La la la la Won't you tell me Somebody tell me Give you money Doo doo doo Why I work so hard for you? All to give you money

Somebody tell me (To give you money, work to give you money) Was the end of the week All the things we sign And the things we buy Ain't gonna keep us together Somebody told me Boy everything she wants is everything she sees

Get someone you love? Get someone you need? Fuck that, get money I can't give you my soul 'cause we're never alone I don't want your body But I hate to think about you with somebody else Our love has gone cold You're intertwining your soul with somebody

Like controlla, controlla, yeah I think I'd lie for you I think I'd die for you Jodeci "Cry for You" Do things when you want me to I do it how you say you want it Them girls, they just wanna take my money They don't want me to give you nothing They don't

Get someone you love? Get someone you need? Fuck that, get money I can't give you my soul 'cause we're never alone I don't want your body But I hate to think about you with somebody else Our love has gone cold You're intertwining your soul with somebody

Na na na na na na Na na na na na na (give it to 'em) I have no choice but to win, cause I Absolutely can't lose no way Gettin' money ain't nothin' left to say Get on your job with me, get on your job with me Ready for tomorrow if it ain't too late Cause

I got no money but I want you so Wants to kill me something He wants to kill me off of the street Don't wipe my tongue Or spread me up and break me a fever Give me something I can believe in Give me something to walk me away I'm a waste of time And all

That's what you get for waking up in Vegas Remember what you told me Don't be a baby Shut up and put your money where your mouth is Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now Give me some cash out, baby You gotta help me out It's all a blur last

Who's this? He should be in cockpit, uh On my wood, that bitch won't give me polish, uh ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney Guantanamera, we hit a lick on your bitch I'm a Goodfella, Maison Margiela my kick, uh I am faucet failure, my nigga, I got drip, uh