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Money

This song is by Nas.

I love you so much, don't never leave me
I won't let you leave

The ho turned me out, green eyes, had a crush on her
Since five years old, met her, fell in love wit her
I saved that ho, 'cause she bring more hoes
She major yo, the way she left them other dudes cold

Heart-broken she walked right out of mad nigga's life
So when I bagged her up right, I had to make her my wife
And I ain't gonna lose her like those other lames did
I keep a stash safe kid, when I proposed it made her face big

She keep me jigg, glorifying medallions
Got me in clothes made by Italians, feed me lobster and scallions
Watching her pile on my bed, her body feel stacked
She been around for years, know the hustlers, pimps and macks

Bankers and diplomats, she the scratch on my back
Her C.R.E.A.M. I lust, now I got her, I don't know how to act
When she not around, I'm heated, 'bout to lay somethin' flat
Know how to treat it, never take for granted, she got me trapped

My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Oh, money, you my honey
Money is my bitch

Oh, money, money, money
Love her, 'cause she keep a nigga rich
Oh, money, you my honey
But I think she got me pussy whipped

My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Oh, money you my honey
Money is my bitch

Oh, money, money, money
Yeah, yeah, that bitch treat me like a trick
Oh, money, you my honey
She says without her I can't be rich

All the fun we have together, I keep you in my pocket
It's so much of you I share you and speak to you in private
You got me karats on my wrist
I'm a savage for your kiss

Embarrassed when I'm not with you, I'm off guard
Niggas always expect to see us two together, stable
The best couple they seen since Trump and Marla Maple
Don't need no pre-nup, 'cause when we hump we do it up
Make sure we both will bust a Dollar sign nut

Before I got to know, my life I say was mediocre
Break of day, slingin' all night long, fienin' to stroke ya
Seeing niggas wit' you I wasn't happy
Wanted to stick them up to get you, heard you calling for daddy

And gladly I take you as my lawfully wedded wife
Never divorce me, I promise to treat you right
Keep you satisfied, never lie help you grow
My legal tender, lovely Federal Reserve note

My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Oh, money, you my honey
Money is my bitch

Oh, money, money, money
Love her, 'cause she keep a nigga rich
Oh, money, you my honey
But I think she got me pussy whipped

My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Oh, money you my honey
Money is my bitch

Oh, money, money, money
Yeah, yeah, that bitch treat me like a trick
Oh, money, you my honey
She says without her I can't be rich

I won't sell my soul to you
What do I owe to you
My cars, my house, my flow to you
Screw you before you

Real niggas said I was cool, now I got you
The envy me 'cause I'm wit' you
You floss too much
Turn niggas out, one touch

For you, my guns bust
You always said in God we trust
It's hard enough to keep counting on you
You cheat wit' government thugs, got the IRS pounding on you

I think I liked you better when you where illegal
But you had to get professional, musical
Now when we fuck we use profalactic, hard plastic
Stick you in ATM's, limited cash quick

Said you'd give me luxury, when I asked it
Fucking me, I gave you back shots in ya assets
Promised happiness but really did nothing for me
I guess bitches like you just grow on trees

My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Oh, money, you my honey
Money is my bitch

Oh, money, money, money
Love her, 'cause she keep a nigga rich
Oh, money, you my honey
But I think she got me pussy whipped

My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Oh, money you my honey
Money is my bitch

Oh, money, money, money
Yeah, yeah, that bitch treat me like a trick
Oh, money, you my honey
She says without her I can't be rich

My money, money, money
Oh, money you my honey
My money, money, money
Oh, money you my honey

My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Oh, money, you my honey
Money is my bitch

My money, money, money
Yeah, that bitch treat me like a trick
Oh, money, you my honey
She says without her I can't be rich

Credits

Written by:

Alan Maman; (?) Mena

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