Money, money
Money, money, money
I gotta let my money fly
Where we gonna go tonight?
By the time the weekend comes
I'm dying just to feel alive
Pack it in the Cadillac
Let's just go and take a drive
'Cause I know a little place
Where the stakes are high and music's right
Money, money
Just a bit of that money
This kinda taste you never get it for free
It's about money, money
Ooh, it's sweeter than honey
There ain't no limit when you spend it with me
Ooh, ooh
Just a bit of that money, just a bit of that money
Ooh, ooh
Just a bit of that money, come spend it with me
Roll up to the parking lot
The valet knows my favorite spot
Feeling good damn fresh
In my best Calvin Klein ascot (yeah, yeah)
You know this round's on me
You better order anything you want
I got the credit don't forget
It takes a lot to be this nonchalant
Hey, aah
See a dark pair of eyes from across the bar
But he won't get what he's looking for
We don't think about tomorrow
When we walk through that door
I'm a trouble man and that's for sure
Yeah, yeah, it's about
Money, money
Just a bit of that money
This kinda taste you never get it for free
It's about money, money
Ooh, it's sweeter than honey
There ain't no limit when you spend it with me
Ooh, ooh
Just a bit of that money, just a bit of that money
Ooh, oh
Just a bit of that money, come spend it with me
Money, money
I want
Money, money
I want
Order anything that you want
Whatever makes you high
I want
A lot to be this nonchalant
Hey, man
I want
Money, money, money
This kinda taste you never get it for free
It's about