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