My father told me, lying on his bed of death, "boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self 'cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor The

You can have the house Girl all I want you to leave me is alone You can have the money You can have every penny that I will make from this here song Don't act surprised it ain't like you didn't know It's been a long long time comin' and it's time for me

I said I know that this may sound funny But money don't mean nothin' to me I won't make my music for money, no When I woke up this morning I was tired as I could be I think I was counting my money When I should have been counting sheep My agent he just

Don't want your jewels, I want your drugs Don't want your money, want your love Jewels n' drugs, play that hustle Smother 'em, if you wanna be bad We know how to make that money Slap honey on a young pancake Ain't nothin' if it ain't family Yeah, it's

I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child You kiss your bitch 'fore work, I make

She didn't make it this far by just shakin' hands She'll shake her money maker twice as hard as anyone can Far too pretty to be giving it cheap That's why she's making six figures working three days a week Ya she'd even break a promise in the promised

Man, oh my God Then I hit 6ix9ine, tell him give me the ball Tiki Taki, Spanish mami, she a hot tamale (hot) Make 'em spend that money, dummy, go retarded for me (pop it) Pop it, pop it, she get started, she won't ever stop it Little thottie, got her

You can have the house Girl all I want you to leave me is alone You can have the money You can have every penny that I will make from this here song Don't act surprised it ain't like you didn't know It's been a long long time comin' and it's time for me

See how they run Lady Madonna, children at your feet Wonder how you manage to make ends meet Who finds the money when you pay the rent? Did you think that money was heaven sent? Friday night arrives without a suitcase Sunday morning creeping like a nun

I'll forever remain faithful Make the money, don't let the money make you Change the game, don't let the game change you All my people stay true Watch the videos and get the girls in the back But if that's what I believe in, and the reason that I rap