Every time you scream at me I wanna kiss you I wanna touch you When we get to arguing Just gotta kiss you Baby, I don't know why it's like that But you're just so damn sexy Could it be the little wrinkle over your nose When you make your angry face

Mo' money, mo' problems So I'd rather be broke And all my people say, whoo Mo' money, mo'-mo' money 'Cause all I've ever been told Mo' money, mo' problem 'Cause every time I see you, I be screamin' "Hallelujah" But you're all about the Benjamins, I see

Whatever happens here Drown me with rain I'm gonna wake up Screaming your name Yes I'm a sinner Yes I'm a saint Yeah every single time the wind blows Every single time the wind blows