Can't buy me love Money can't buy me love I don't care too much for money Can't buy me love, love If it makes you feel all right Everybody tells me so No, no, no, no Say you don't need no diamond rings And I'll be satisfied

No other thing that's as precious to There's no other Than a heart that's real and a heart that's true There's no other Don't need diamonds so bright, this girl Don't need money, all right, this girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl Money rains from

I'd give it all up baby I'm falling (yeah) Trade in the world to show, I'm falling, Don't need the fame or money As long as I got you girl Oh oh oh yeah yeah Take that chance on love (yeah yeah) Now I can't predict what the future holds But I'll fight

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

Tryin' to get it wrong No need to put a front No need to lay it on Say people are too hard, tryin' to get it He who got the money, man Don't make you anyone People are too hard, tryin' to get it It don't make you anyone, now Don't care 'bout what you do

I've dethroned the king of contradiction Or were you just a jester all along, a simple pawn? Don't you know you can't count your tears like your money Running down the drain You don't need to pray for me 'cause I'm not the one to blame I can't wait to

Forget about the price tag It's not about the money, money, money We don't need your money, money, money We just wanna make the world dance Wanna make the world dance Ain't about the ha cha-ching cha-ching Ain't about the yeah ba-bling ba-bling Everybody

But I'm still climbing up the mountain side I got everything, I got everything I need Everything I need Don't count me out Long as I got my heart and soul Ain't got no money, nowhere to sleep No friends, no family, no bread no meat, no bread no meat No

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

(I love cheap thrills) Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight I don't need no money La la la la la la, la As long as I keep dancing It's Saturday and I won't be long I don't need no money De una lluvia de mujeres Colombia, Dominica, Moricua,