She's $$$

She's like a fine wine

A hundred dollar bottle

She's a '69 Charger on full throttle

She's a fine tooled

Driving machine

Oh, she's money

She can shake that thing she knows how to rock it

She'll light you up like a 220 socket

Like a long stretch black limousine

Oh, she's money

Well, she's too hot, I can't stand it

What she's got

I gotta have it now

Lord, have mercy

Take it to the bank

Oh, she's money

Yeah, she looks good in 'em red high heels

Her picture outta be on the twenty dollar bill

Yeah, I think you boys know just what I mean

Oh, she's money

Well, she's too hot, I can't stand it

What she's got

I gotta have it now

Lord, have mercy

Take it to the bank

Oh, she's money

Well, she's too hot, I can't stand it

What she's got

I gotta have it now

Oh Lord, have mercy

Take it to the bank

Oh, she's money

Well, she's too hot, I can't stand it

What she's got

I gotta have it now

Lord, have mercy

Take me to the bank

Oh, she's money

Way down in my pocket baby

Diamonds, silver and gold

Yes, we steal the money