[uncredited spoken poet forms the song's intro] With a grin matched his own she said, "You're not a thief, are you?" He shrugged."Do I like a thief?" "You look like the attractive man here." She paused long enough to catch his
of looks can be deceiving. She say it, but she could picture him pocketing a necklace left in a jewelry box during a big party.
Or a Seiko watch under a poolside towel. She didn't imagine him a heist, but just taking what his way. her smile, he said..
Bout that money, yeahhh.. that's what I'm bout Bout that money, gettin that
Blink Blink - every time you open up your Blink Blink - every time you open up your
Blink Blink - yeahhh, What the are people talkin bout?
- every time you open up your eyes Blink Blink - time you open your mind Blink - yeahhh, yeahhh
What the fuck people talkin bout?
I say it once, I'll say it Cold cash money make the whole spin You can laugh, and you can But you ain't sayin shit if you ain't got So hold your breath, and for God And when you get here, tell him that you a job shit is hard, in the battlefield And the next deal can get you killed
The phone's in my name and it be cut off The water and the power and it be shut off Food, shelter, cheese, I break off, please I shake off, that's why I gotta take off I'm young and full of vigor, coast nigga Tryin to make my pockets bigger from the shit I deliver afloat, sell your boat
Sell what you wrote, fuck it, dope
Yeahhh, yeahhh, what the fuck are people talkin ... yeahhh, what the do people think about?
- 3/8X
You should put on a mask, and go in home
Witcho' and yo' heart and yo' forty-five waving got West cravings God damn motherfuckin is amazing
Yeahhh.. you know money in everything ... you know money make the go round ... you know runnin everythang ... you know money make the go round ... you know money everythang ... you know money the world go, round
Blink..