Homeboy, you're gonna wish one day, That you were sittin' on a gate of a truck by the lake With your high school flame on one side, ice cold beer on the other Ain't no shame in a blue collar forty, Little house, little kid, little small town story Come

Money make you handsome, even if you're ugly Money make her fuck me, she wanna fuck my money All my bitches love me, they love me for one thing Money keep her coming, so I'ma keep some money So I'ma keep some money They love me for one thing, huh So I'ma

Yeah but baby you're the one I need to stay Got a few bad habits babe Before you cause my little heart to break And my drinking baby I can cut down on it too I got to cut you lose now baby Cut down on my smoking babe Cut down on my smoking babe yeah

Before I commit a crime I'm gonna leave you, baby You put poison in my coffee Instead of milk or cream You tried so hard to kill me But woman, it was just not my time You're 'bout the evilest woman That I ever seen Yeah, I'm gonna leave you, baby

La la la la la la, la la la la la la How I wish that you were mine You're the only girl my heart beats for My cherie amour, lovely as a summer day My cherie amour, distant as the milky way My cherie amour, pretty little one that I adore In a cafe or

La la la la la la, la la la la la la How I wish that you were mine You're the only girl my heart beats for My cherie amour, lovely as a summer day My cherie amour, distant as the milky way My cherie amour, pretty little one that I adore In a cafe or

Give me one night to mend the pain Because the second we touch, you'll forget the day You were done with love Oh, you were done with love You think you're done with love In this short life was you If you're done with love All I ever really wanted Baby,

I'll make you better I know you're working for it You've been working here all night long Let me see if I can give you better Even when I'm far and gone She want it all (she want it all) She workin' hard for the money, she want it all Why she fucking

Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy Take it to the house and get jiggy I got the strap cocked, right

It's a quarter after three You're so money, baby, you ain't even have to try Now I'm runnin' with you 'round East Lansing Tito's in your dorm, we're dancing Sayin' everything we mean You made me feel alive Forget them other bitches, I will put 'em to the