It can't be true Off of somebody else's sweat While you get fat For all our sake's And all our lives While you got fat You got fat So you make a little money So some people starve a little

Make Money, Make Money, (ahh) but don't bow fi it Money don't change we, Wi ah money changa, If you dis wi ah danga, Wi work hard fi wi paper, 'Cause wi wan big van, An' wi wan skyscrapa, (Ghetto yute!!) Don't bow don't fuck nuh batty eh,

'Cause I know just what I'm gonna do Well I gotta get drunk, I sure do dread it I start to spend my money, call everybody honey I spend my whole paycheck on some old wreck And brother, I could name you a few And I wouldn't think of lettin' them down

I make money off of bein' myself Get a glimpse of my potential when I believe in myself It's gettin' harder to tell the difference between reality and dreams The lines keep blurrin' like I'm drivin' half asleep I'm invitin' you to see who's next up in

The money and the fame make a monster Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh Feelin' so good, might smoke somethin' (Ayy) Hit it so good, might choke somethin' (Ayy) Might pull out, the game so weak Fuck it, you can go and have

Aye, nigga, what that work like? Aye, bitch, what that work like? You know me, I've been trappin' with it all night Niggas wanna take it there, we can take it there all night 'Bout your money, you've been trappin' with it all night Bitches wanna take it

Money, money, power I need checks in every week Four Season, nigga, I need breakfast in my suite Niggas don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me You would think they got a check, the way

The way they do my life Make me wanna holler Dah, dah, dah Oh, make me wanna holler And throw up both my hands Dah, dah, dah, dah Rockets, moon shots Spend it on the have nots Money, we make it

Bad bitches is the only thing that I like Cups with the ice and we do this every night I ain't check the price (I got it) I make my own money so I spend it how I like I'm just living life And let my momma tell it nigga I ain't living right (nope) I ain't

Forget about the price tag It's not about the money, money, money We don't need your money, money, money We just wanna make the world dance Wanna make the world dance Ain't about the ha cha-ching cha-ching Ain't about the yeah ba-bling ba-bling Everybody