[uncredited spoken word poet the song's intro] With a grin matched his own she said, "You're not a thief, are you?" He shrugged."Do I look a thief?" "You look like the most man here." She paused long to catch his eye;
of course can be deceiving. She didn't say it, but she could him pocketing a necklace carelessly in a jewelry box during a big party.
Or a watch from under a poolside towel. She imagine him planning a heist, but just what came his way. her smile, he said..
Bout that money, yeahhh.. that's what I'm bout that money, gettin that money
Blink Blink - every you open up your eyes Blink Blink - every time you open up your
Blink - yeahhh, yeahhh What the fuck are people talkin
Blink - every time you up your eyes Blink Blink - every time you open your Blink - yeahhh, yeahhh
What the fuck these people bout?
I say it once, say it again Cold cash money make the whole spin You can laugh, and you can But you ain't sayin if you ain't got ends So hold breath, and wait for God And when you get here, tell him that you a job shit is hard, in the battlefield And the next bid'ness deal can get you
The phone's in my name and it be cut off The water and the power and it can't be off Food, shelter, cheese, I gotta break off, I shake off, that's why I gotta take off I'm young and full of vigor, coast nigga Tryin to make my bigger from the shit that I deliver afloat, sell your boat
Sell what you wrote, fuck it, dope
Yeahhh, yeahhh, what the fuck are people bout? ... yeahhh, what the fuck do people about?
[Chorus] -
You should put on a mask, and go in home
Witcho' nuts and yo' heart and yo' waving Westsiders got cravings God motherfuckin money is amazing
Yeahhh.. you know money money in ... you money make the world go round ... you money runnin everythang ... you know make the world go round ... you know money runnin ... you know money the world go, round
Blink..