You say you bout the money
But you got a light stack
Spent a couple bands
But I made 'em right back
Flipped a couple o's
I hadda make 'em pay up
I'm getting to the money
Never take a pay cut
She don't wanna cry
She don't wanna break up
She don't wanna fight
She just wanna make love
Go get the money right
And keep it player
I love ya for the moment
But I can't save ya
Ay un momento mami
I got time to make you mine
We could have a dinner date
Some dinner and some wine
Don't care about ya past events
I'll leave that shit behind
Flowers with the roses
While I kiss you from behind
But I'm like fuck that
Take my shot
I wonder where my thugs at
Sticky in my city
Now I wonder where the slugs at
Buck back
Bitch I hadda say it with my nut sack
They saying that you poppin
So I'm bouta take my buzz back
Touched a couple bands
But it's just some light work
Fucking with my vibe
So I guess it's lightwork
I'm outta my mind
And this might not work
But bitch I'm so crazy
That it just might work
You say you bout the money
But you got a light stack
Spent a couple bands
But I made 'em right back
Flipped a couple o's
I hadda make em pay up
I'm getting to the money
Never take a pay cut
She don't wanna cry
She don't wanna break up
She don't wanna fight
She just wanna make love
Go get the money right
And keep it player
I love ya for the moment
But I can't save ya
Ouu yayer
Drinking shots with no chaser
Sippin on the Jäger
Ride on elevators
Smoke I'll see you later
Getting to the paper
It's a fact that I'm a mac
Don't owe them any favors
Yay yuh
Ouu boy I'm getting faded
Got the top uh from a bop
And now I feel elated
Jaded
Never trippin when they hate it
Feel a way about me
But I know you'll never say it
Ou lord
Pray the lord to take my sin away
Sippin on the sapphire
Bombay lemonade
Living wild, getting paid
When you hot they throwing shade
Tired of the loses
And I hope you get a win today
You say you bout the money
But you got a light stack
Spent a couple bands
But I made 'em right back
Flipped a couple o's
I hadda make em pay up
I'm getting to the money
Never take a pay cut
She don't wanna cry
She don't wanna break up
She don't wanna fight
She just wanna make love
Go get the money right
And keep it player
I love ya for the moment
But I can't save ya
Yea
It's about five pm
And a hundred degrees
In San Francisco, California
It was mumbles on the beat
Grand-O on the vocals
And Quake on the engineering
Yeeeuuh