50 Cent - Money lyrics
50 Cent [Curtis James Jackson III]
[50 Cent - Money lyrics]
I'm on that bullshit
I'm, I'm, back on that bullshit
I'm on that bullshit
I'm, I'm, back on that bullshit
Startin to feel like there's nothin left
To talk about but the, money, money
Bill collectors keep comin when a nigga
Fucked up, to get money, money
Nigga I don't give a fuck 'bout these hoes
I'm focused on the money, MONEY
(money) MONEY!
Look, I don't wan' talk 'bout these hoes
Let's talk about money, MONEY (money) MONEY!
In high school I had coke and dope money
I blew, now I'm sittin on Bugatti boat money
I'm eatin, I get money, nigga I shit money
It smell like Benjamins
It boosts my adrenaline
Go 'head fuck around
I got marksmen hit money
You fuckin with that EBT welfare WIC money
Who wan' catch a fade? Fuck
That! Catch a blade
Catch a case, bail bond, I'm out the next day
Got that gold
(Hammer) , gold (2 Legit) proper money
Talkin 'bout private jet
Heliport chopper money
And a nigga still ridin with
The chopper on me i don't trick
E'ry now and then I toss her money
Fuck, nut, get up, that's abortion money
I'll kill if I have to, don't force me homie
I get that schoolyard duct
Tape extortion money
I hate when niggas act like bitches
Cause it costs me money what the fuck!
I'm in London blowin pounds, Japan blowin yen
It's the methodical diabolical nigga
With a grin
My stash look like a rainbow, my money is gay
Nowadays I'm just happy things
Are goin my way
I'm straight, some say I got more than I need
Mucho dinero out in México
They growin my weed
It's amazing, I made it here on my own
I got a frog, a dog with a solid gold bone
An accountant to count, the amount I spent
Wine cellar full of shit
We could all get bent
I got it made, I got bridge truck money
Euros range, you wan' borrow some from me?
My bank statements have you
Niggas like "Damn!"
Bitch I got more (francs) than a hot dog man
Get married, pay for one bitch
I'll buy her bar food
Kids don't try this shit at home
You can't do the shit I do whassup?
I'm, I'm, back on that bullshit
I'm on that bullshit
I'm, I'm, back on that bullshit
Startin to feel like there's nothin left
To talk about but the, money, money
Bill collectors keep comin when a nigga
Fucked up, to get money, money
Nigga I don't give a fuck 'bout these hoes
I'm focused on the money, MONEY
(money) MONEY!
Look, I don't wan' talk 'bout these hoes
Let's talk about money, MONEY (money) MONEY!
In high school I had coke and dope money
I blew, now I'm sittin on Bugatti boat money
I'm eatin, I get money, nigga I shit money
It smell like Benjamins
It boosts my adrenaline
Go 'head fuck around
I got marksmen hit money
You fuckin with that EBT welfare WIC money
Who wan' catch a fade? Fuck
That! Catch a blade
Catch a case, bail bond, I'm out the next day
Got that gold
(Hammer) , gold (2 Legit) proper money
Talkin 'bout private jet
Heliport chopper money
And a nigga still ridin with
The chopper on me i don't trick
E'ry now and then I toss her money
Fuck, nut, get up, that's abortion money
I'll kill if I have to, don't force me homie
I get that schoolyard duct
Tape extortion money
I hate when niggas act like bitches
Cause it costs me money what the fuck!
I'm in London blowin pounds, Japan blowin yen
It's the methodical diabolical nigga
With a grin
My stash look like a rainbow, my money is gay
Nowadays I'm just happy things
Are goin my way
I'm straight, some say I got more than I need
Mucho dinero out in México
They growin my weed
It's amazing, I made it here on my own
I got a frog, a dog with a solid gold bone
An accountant to count, the amount I spent
Wine cellar full of shit
We could all get bent
I got it made, I got bridge truck money
Euros range, you wan' borrow some from me?
My bank statements have you
Niggas like "Damn!"
Bitch I got more (francs) than a hot dog man
Get married, pay for one bitch
I'll buy her bar food
Kids don't try this shit at home
You can't do the shit I do whassup?