give it? Give it to me, money Money, across the seas Turning lives into dividends Give it up to me money The color green Turning gears of consumption Wind above the wings, money
here we're going all back to the begun. All we go to the very beginnin', Before we made this and very few people knew about, B.B. King. We go all
treating her right Come with this low is lame cause I'm the superman in the life A couple years from now yeah I might make her my wife My money you can
(feat. Slim Thug) [Chorus:] Bitch, you ain't gotta call my phone Matta fact all you hoes can leave me alone I just want my money And now one of you nappy
rich And leave my kids a grip I let my blood drip off in this thug s**t You can be touched, I catch you slippin' while I'm on a money mission Like right
was born alone I die alone! - I be in the zone Bitches won't leave me 'lone, now that my money long! [gunshot] [Chorus:] Since a little nigga I been
P.I.M.P you could never go broke when your G tight like me. You Wanna Ride With Tha King Of New York maybe get your money up choose a pimp and we can
the mirror, check no liar Still like that butterfly like Mariah Show me the money the black Jerry MaGuire Tom Cruise on that couch if that money right
They got the luxury money can buy They're living like kings and queens The whole world's crying whenever they cry They smile when they smile at scenes
the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped, I bully these rappers so bad lyrically, It ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry, It ain't even money
in my shoes They have no idea [Hook: Akon] All my life I've always been told You gotta be prepared 'cause the world is so cold It's lonely at the top
to Mansion but I don't mean the club I'm talking bout my crib, mama I'm trying to fuck It's Cash Money Baby, It's Young Money Biatch Now you can swallow
, it get lonely on top You can hate me or love me, but now the cops the only homies he got When it's beef we eat, we win, but we ain't lonely we pop You
