I Just Want the Money

Well I'm trying to get me some money Bitch want to fucking lay up all night Well I'm trying to get me some money I can't wait to stay down 'til I get right Well I'm trying to get me some money Sending packs state to state whatever flavor you like Long as you sending your money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money Run it up then I fuck on every bitch that I like All she wanted was two hunna Bricks in the fender, bags in the trunk of the Honda That bitch ain't goin' chasing that money No I'm not new to this money I'm so consistent with thumbing Trap that bitch spot before she get a single buck That O.J. Mayo like I play for the Bucks Slam dunking from the A to the [?] Good clean came in, went and criss crossed them Hit with the beater watch it come back You ain't seen a nigga face in the trap in a while Must've thought I fucked up ain't coming back I send my shooters come in back-to-back That's just because of my social status Bitch mad that a nigga hit the trap all night Ain't got the time to get the groceries baby They pull up to the trap like vultures Longway consistent in motion Watching the pack just scatter like roaches The spot on Beta(?), beat it down, got ghost I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money You know what I mean When I picked the name DJ Drama Its like a gift and a curse Even when I don't be looking for it or asking for it The drama always comes in [?] I done had the fame I done had the ups I done had the downs Success is good, but after ten years strong nigga just cut me the check I got my feet kicked up, I just want the money