Blow that dope, dope 'Cause you spend too much time with your friends, fuck y'all doing? Hey Spending money on strip clubs and drugs, I knew it Damn shawty, you know love ain't the same way I do it I'm the only drug you need to get you through it I

One day you'll go away You better run Before I go away God gave me Sundays To fuck up the game Bitch niggas saying it's luck But I which I got some Spending all my money but that shit don't work

Get someone you love? Get someone you need? Fuck that, get money I can't give you my soul 'cause we're never alone I don't want your body But I hate to think about you with somebody else Our love has gone cold You're intertwining your soul with somebody

Chemistry (chemistry) Chemistry, baby you and me (you and me) You and me, we've got (chemistry) Baby you and me Could this be that (chemistry) Chemistry, baby you and me Could you start to see that (chemistry) I got the money, and I got the time

Told mama I'm a thug nigga, drug dealer, gang banger, young nigga I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) Bandana and some low cuts Still trap the 4 Don't trip I'm a hustler, baby (come here, daddy) Now I got that money, everybody love me I'm a thug

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

There's no other Win me over You'll never buy my love Money rains from the sky above But keep the change 'cause I've got enough A little time and some tenderness No other thing that's as precious to There's no other

When you're round me Girl, when you come around me You ain't the type of lady that's known to fuck around Keep your mind on your money and you ain't looking to settle down Girl, you keep it 100, 100, 100 Yeah, girl you keep it 100, 100, 100 when you're

I got my mind on my money nigga from Monday to Monday Thinking about my money go to Church on a Sunday Popped an ecstacy pills xans when I wanna You can't talk to me about that good or bad karma Don't don't really care 'bout you Don't don't wanna hear

Way over town That's good to me oh, yeah Well, I've got a woman Say I've got a woman I've got a woman She saves her lovin' early in the morning Just for me Don't you know she's alright She give me money When I'm in need