Yo, all my that make money Throw ya hands in the air it's all about the money Money the world I take over all pussy money
All cars get tooken 'cuz of money, baby All businesses, baby, it's all the money To all my niggaz that shots for money, right now Bust shots, shots for the money, now
Where's your your money? Where's money? ya motherfuckin' hands in the air Where's money?
The Brooklyn borough king, your to me is everything me to Jersey, trapped off the parascene Or Pitstop You can't duplicate the picture or record hip hop
My owl's are tryna crust up the Dime pieces in high and flip flops playas with the Zenty's wristwatch Outside of clubs is up in gridlock
Three the size of sasquatch whips that will make your eyes pop Hot burns that burn faster matches is only out to catch Vicks
B-boys on the back on some rap Fake industry sweatin' in the guest list I'm on the spot a bottle of fresh Cris Lay up on the table, arm the best chick It's all about the
Hey, I'm O.D.B., let me know where's your Next time you see me, let me know where's money Baby, I just got home, let me where's your money We got to feed these kids, baby, let me where's your money
In a fly tailor made shit, a blunt Got the Phantom parked out in the front Rowin', gun totin', Sonny Chiba niggaz we Caymen Island style, suckin' on Cohiba
The way we stack cake, you know I it's makin' you sick Watch with diplomats from other countries and shit Now let me show you why we walk a swagger Money over flowin', spendin' like it don't even
Money do a lotta shit, money me more bread But take a nigga life, put a price on they head Think you nicer than the dreads, snitches fight the Feds Keep it cool, I put all of the hype on the bed
Bitch, since my cake got a little bigger Fuck JP Morgan, Merryl Lynch and them niggaz it, call it what you wanna call it, nigga, we sinners Throw my money at ten thousand tables for dinners
Now it's a Busta Bus, now, nigga, let me know your money Every you see me, let me know where's your money You can give me all your money, let me where's your money it's the first of the month, nigga Let me where's your money
For the carat D class next to my middle When I see my own reflection, diamond frost the Diamonds as cold as ice, frost bite winter Floss fitters, three quarter four length
You wish you knew the way, the kid'll quiet dough is a Niggaz bread stack longer than History Now peep the way we runnin' y'all, it's funny Fuck around get you murked with my 'Woo-Hah'
Lay you down in the dirt, let me school y'all Hit the town the work like crack heads, they love me Shit to my cake disrespectful, bitch, holla A lot of acres with a pet alligator Dollar
Bust it, y'all niggaz know I'm the most, so just stop it I cop cribs and cake and keepin' money in wallets Niggaz money smaller a bar of Whatchamacallits Money hungry Sudan, when my paper stay brolic, listen
Hey, I'm O.D.B., let me know where's money It's a Busta Bust now, nigga, let me know your money time you see me, let me know where's your money 'Fore I ya ass up, nigga, let me know where's your money