[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 attractive man here." She long enough to catch his eye;
of looks can be deceiving. She didn't say it, but she could picture him a necklace carelessly left in a box during a big party.
Or a Seiko watch from under a towel. She didn't him planning a heist, but taking what came his way. her smile, he said..
Bout that money, yeahhh.. that's I'm talkin bout Bout that money, gettin that
Blink Blink - every time you up your eyes Blink Blink - every time you up your mind
Blink Blink - yeahhh, What the fuck are people bout?
Blink - every time you up your eyes Blink Blink - every you open your mind Blink Blink - yeahhh,
What the these people talkin bout?
I say it once, say it again Cold money make the whole world spin You can laugh, and you can But you ain't sayin if you ain't got ends So your breath, and wait for God And you get here, tell him that you need a job Because is hard, in the battlefield And the next bid'ness deal can get you
The phone's in my and it can't be cut off The and the power and it can't be shut off Food, shelter, cheese, I break off, please I gotta shake off, that's why I gotta off I'm young and of vigor, West coast nigga to make my pockets bigger from the shit that I deliver Stay afloat, sell boat
what you wrote, fuck it, sell dope
Yeahhh, yeahhh, what the fuck are talkin 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 damn motherfuckin is amazing
Yeahhh.. you know money in everything ... you know money make the world go ... you know money everythang ... you know make the world go round ... you know money runnin ... you know money make the go, round
Blink..