Mother fucker it's a perfect crime Kickin' back in the shadows Got no need for the light Who's sorry now old timer Look at how you've spent your life Scroungin' for change To put some money in your pocket My how scratch does burn Laughin' at the fuckers

I don't need a hook for this one I'm, cuckoo! My triggers is stupid, you thugs is funny My guns be, goin "eh" for the love of money Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you Luger lasagna Hula hoop, hold ya, I'll put your noodles behind ya Take your takeaway, show

Let me put the head in I need some water Wake up in the mornin' thinkin' 'bout money, kick your feet up Somethin' came over me Way too high to simmer down Might as well overheat Too close to comfort As blood rush my favorite vein Heart beat racin' like a

Walk away now and you're gonna start a war Whatever went away, I?ll get it over now I?ll get money, I?ll get funny again We expected something, something better than before We expected something more Do you really think you can just put it in a safe

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

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

Haters in the club (back up) Broke niggaz (back up) I suggest, I suggest that you (back up) Put your ass in reverse baby (back up) It don't involve money then (back up) Dawg, get from me and (back up) Everytime I fall I get right (back up) Gold diggers

Put your hands up in the air Shinin', grindin' on the shine Flip it all the time When we hustlin', Young Money gunnin' Cash Money flippin', shit them every time When we grindin' 'cause we gettin', flippin' the change range And doin' different thangs,

You got to pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up Clap, clap, clap, clap If you wanna pu-pu-pu-pu-put it on me You're not gonna ge-ge-ge-ge-get it for free Come on spend that dirty sexy money on me, on me, on me If you wanna do-do-do-do-do it freaky 24/7,

Feeling like Phil when I make the play I light the streets where you are I did not come here from nothin' I need a whole lot of money Crossing these hoes out to featherweight Putting your bitches on layaway Niggas they know me from stuntin' All of my