Whatever you want Whatever you like Whatever you say You pay your money You take your choice Whatever you need Whatever you use Whatever you win Whatever you lose

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

And she left a little letter said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada Goodbye, goodbye. Oh, and now she's heading out to California With some money in her pocket she's a rocket on the fourth of July He always found it hard to take her She wouldn't listen

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

Or take over Take my hand Take my hand you Will you realize when I'm gone That I dance to a different song Money rains from the sky above But keep the change 'cause I've got enough A little time and some tenderness

Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace Come on, come on (take money) Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac Nigga, we hit em' up I think y'all gonna like this next song When this song drops, I want all the West

In the heat of the day down in Mobile Alabama Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer I gotta get some money to buy some brand new shoes Tryin' to find somebody to take away these blues "She don't love me" hear them singing in the sun

Me and my girls Me and my girls, me and my girls I'm going home with who I came with No jodas, nosotras And who I came with's not you If we want it, we take it If we need money, we make it Nobody knows if we fake it You like to watch while we shake it

Big bank take lil' bank, bank Type of money you gon' need a safe Type of money you gon' need a bank From the hood, this type of money make you stay awake Type of money she gon' let you put it in her face Big bank take lil' bank My bitch drive a all white

(Fuckin' with the killas) Money and the power, money and the power I was thinking to myself, maybe I should seek some help Maybe I should blame myself My mistake in stealth is going away Is going away, is going away