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