Bitches come and go (You know that) Money come and go (You know that) Love come and go (Don't shit last) Me and my bitch, took a little trip Down to the garden, took a little dip (oh no) Apple juice falling from her lips took a little sip (boom) Took a

Hallelujah, I need your love For you, there's only love You're how I'm living When all my friends say I should take some space Well I can't envision, that for a minute When I'm down on my knees, you're how I pray It never was about the money or the drugs

I've been runnin' shit since I was the age of 12 Since a young nigga, been a hard-headed hot-head Duck feds, lay low, they do what I say so I've been gettin' money since I learned how to walk for real I see the haters throwin' shots, but they just

And it's no, nay, never No, nay, never, no more And I'll play the wild rover No never, no more I've been a wild rover for many a year And I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer And now I'm returning with gold in great store And I never will play the

Na nana nana nana (say) Take over, take over, take over This is her only chance Let it happen Let your money talk Your dirty thoughts for me Like the crazy drug that you call 'Love Me' Take over, take over, take over (say) I know you understand

Hey mister businessman She got you by the balls But she won't sacrifice What you want tonight She won't come across Unless there's money in her hand Got you by the balls Head of the company Are you looking for a lady

I said, yeah, I said money made me do it Diamonds in my chain gold Every twenty minutes, change clothes I had a mil before the label Just as long as they know, money made me do it I said rest in peace to Bankroll You in a better place, dog You won't ever

If she wanna dance, let her dance for the money, ooh I don't need no friends if you really wanna know the truth I lost all my friends countin' bands in the Bentley coupe Diamonds on me doin' handstands, Rosé on my tooth Lost a few friends chasin' hand

Whack for my daddy, oh Musha rain dum a doo, dum a da There's whiskey in the jar, oh Oh, oh, yeah As I was goin' over The Cork and Kerry Mountains I saw Captain Farrell And his money, he was countin' I first produced my pistol

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago Come on back home baby, try my love one more time You say I've been spendin' my money on other women But you've been runnin' with somebody else Well your