Money, money, money, money, money Got that million dollar kiss Know just what to do with it Get me feeling filthy rich Put that body all on me Like I hit the lottery Everything you do to me Honey, that's money

All of my lovin' and everything The little girl she done put me down Yeah, ain't that a pity People ain't that a cryin' shame Ain't that a pity I declare it's a cryin' shame She wait till it got nine below zero And put me down for another man I give her

Then you learn the lesson Handle with kid gloves Put on your kid gloves That it's cool to be so tough That it's tough to be so cool A world of difference A world so out of touch Overwhelmed by everything But wanting more so much

All of my lovin' and everything The little girl she done put me down Yeah, ain't that a pity People ain't that a cryin' shame Ain't that a pity I declare it's a cryin' shame She wait till it got nine below zero And put me down for another man I give her

Wish I could put a spell on you, Wish I could make you feel like I do, Wouldn't that be sweet so magical, Wish I could blink and wave a wand, Get everything that I ever wanted, And put a spell on you, And make it all come true, This isn't the end of us

I put that on everything Its money over everything She held it down when I was down That's why I still fuck with you I was in love with you You was my ride or die bitch Baby wassup with you I could’ve been doing my thing from the jump Fuck it it’s money

I'm a white black candy, yeah And I'm with you, I'ma go in your body Put on you some Louis swag Everything that you are I'ma Gucci Gucci gang Tu vas bomber à Gucci gang Plein de mala à Gucci gang Tu vas couler à Gucci gang Gucci Gucci gang, gang

Every time we come around Doors goin’ up, panties goin’ down Y’all throw that money up, catch it comin’ down Put your hand up, down Baby let me blow a hundred on you Every time we come around, ah On everything I love, It’s We The Best Music It’s We The

Oh let's ride out (You got everything that a nigga want) Only if you ready Tell them valet niggas go and get it Baby you got everything that a nigga want I just wanna put you on And I just wanna see you with them Vicky's on Better yet, with them off (Go

Keep living loud and proud They never can hold you down Everything that I say won't mean anything less When I'm down in a grave And you've put me to rest This is for the kids with the beaten in lips Whose parents try to shut them up using their fists