Yo, all my that make money Throw ya hands in the air 'Cuz it's all about the Money rules the I take over all pussy money
All get tooken over 'cuz of money, baby All businesses, baby, it's all about the To all my niggaz bustin' shots for money, right now shots, bust shots for the money, now
Where's money? your money? Where's your Throw ya hands in the air Where's money?
The Brooklyn borough king, bitch to me is everything me to Jersey, trapped off the parascene Or Penelope You duplicate the picture or record this hip hop
My are tryna crust up the ziplock Dime pieces in high heels and flip Real playas with the wristwatch Outside of clubs is up in gridlock
Three bouncers the size of whips that will make your eyes pop Hot burns that burn faster matches Dirt is out to catch Vicks
B-boys on the on some rap shit Fake industry heads in the guest list I'm on the spot with a bottle of Cris Lay up on the table, arm around the chick all about the money
Hey, I'm O.D.B., let me know where's money time you see me, let me know where's your money Baby, I just got home, let me know where's money We got to feed these kids, baby, let me know where's your
In a fly tailor made shit, cookin' a Got the Phantom parked crooked out in the Rowin', gun totin', Sonny niggaz we large Caymen style, suckin' on Cohiba cigars
The way we stack cake, you know I know it's you sick Watch dough with diplomats from countries and shit Now let me show you why we with a swagger Money over flowin', like it don't even matter
Money do a lotta shit, make me more bread But take a nigga life, put a price 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 since my cake got a little Fuck with JP Morgan, Lynch and them niggaz Fuck it, it what you wanna call it, nigga, we sinners Throw my money at ten thousand tables for dinners
Now a Busta Bus, now, nigga, let me know where's your money Every time you see me, let me know where's your You can give me all money, let me know where's your money When it's the first of the month, Let me know where's money
For the carat D class to my middle finger When I see my own reflection, diamond the mirror as cold as ice, frost bite like winter Floss fitters, quarter four length chinchillas
You you knew the way, the kid'll quiet dough is a mystery Niggaz bread stack longer American History Now the way we runnin' through y'all, it's funny Fuck around get you murked with my 'Woo-Hah'
Lay you down in the dirt, let me school dummies Hit the town with the work like crack heads, they me Shit to call my cake disrespectful, bitch, A lot of acres with a pet alligator named
Bust it, niggaz know that I'm the most, so just stop it I cop cribs and cake and keepin' money in wallets 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 your Next time you see me, let me know where's your 'Fore I stick ya ass up, nigga, let me know where's money