Money Money Money (feat. Diddy & Fabolous)

Money money money Money money money Money money money Hey, hey, everyday, day I hustle, everyday I'm getting money If her pussy good, everyday I'm spending money Throw it in the bag, throw it in the bag I ain't got credit but your dog got cash Money money money, stay out of my lane Your team running laps, my team run the game This is America, ain't shit free I need my money tall, at least six three Blacka, blacka, blacka, money money money Any given day I'm pouring honey on your honey And I murder everybody, okay everyday, say it Money money money, if you broke, I'm sorry Money money money Money money money That girl need Money money money My people need Money money money What else that girl need? Money money money She getting Money money money She getting Money money money I'm getting Wake up in the morning, take a money shower Now I'm smelling like money, got the money and the power Bad boy money, Martin and Will My face good money, they should put me on the bill I pioneered the jets and the yachts and the shoppers Crushing model chicks throwing minks on the toddlers NASDAQ money, Dow Jones, homes Money money money, motherfucker, daddy's home Cash Money, Young Money, Bad Boy Money Shorty said I boss, never throw toy money So, blah, blah, make that thing Bounce with these hundred dollar bills Now I'm getting money, I ball I remember I had no money at all Now I'm so shallow, name brand apparel I'm in that new, new, everyday wanna battle Blacka, blacka, blacka, money money money Any given day I'm pouring honey on your honey And I murder everybody, okay everyday, say it Money money money, if you broke, I'm sorry Money money money Money money money That girl need Money money money My people need Money money money What else that girl need? Money money money She getting Money money money She getting Money money money I'm getting Clap for that money like the booty on shorty then Ya'll just keep clapping, studio audience Told her stretch it out like she do it in the And bust it, bust it, bust it like she snuck a Glock .40 in Daddy gon' show you how a store feel I got millions of ways, young Married to the money, faithful to the millions Got my money up safe as up in ceilings