[Hook]
Filthy lucre, lucre, lucre (money!)
I'ma look at, look at, look at (money!)
The stagnant theme they say, all is..
Money, money, money (smacker!)
Money, money, money (paper!)
Money, money, money (dollar!)
Dough, chip, and overall meanin' of money
[Verse 1 : WillFake]
Yeah, money
Why's ‘bout the money? It's on me too
I'm in ATM, withdraw me to get the money
I'm happy as “I'm In II “
Mommy, I thieve this money
It's more pretty than Amy Winehouse
Yeah, money, honey
Let's go to dilly-dally with all this money
But I ain't moneygrubber
It is Rupee to the Rupiah, Peso to the Baht, Euro and all other money
I loathe money, yeah, man, I loathe money
But y'all love ‘em fanny
Tryna make this song about money
But the feelin' is weird when I make money song
And I still don't know why
What's the nice part for make money song
It's bullsh** about money
Right for Royce that money can't buy ecstasy
And money still ain't like B.o.B, yeah money talks
So this is just tryout for money song
[Hook]
[Verse 2 : B-ly]
Got me learn economy ‘cause money's smell destroyed ecology
Money ain't technology and it can't be apology
I gave all money in my Appolo 11 to an alien
f**, no logical money, call money is an evil
Search money's history in chronology
Googled “money” as scientology
Personal, click at the second web blog
Look around and add the AppLock
Hope none can see me watch this funny money, honey (Yes?)
I have a question of biology, ah, stop it about “logy”
The hell is wrong with a clichẽ “Time is money”
I got no brain with the phrase of money (Shut up!)
Why like that? Time is a clock, b**h
It's not money, f** you the idiom maker
You must be n***a, later
I give you a money and stuck it in the Tiffany's
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
[WillFake]
Money ain't like Sam b**h's song, money on my mind
* ”Money On My Mind” plays *
I'm queasy *puking*
Of that song, yeah? You too
But I agree you said, “ I do it for the love”
But it's illuminati maybe
Since gizmos be the money, money be the afforder
Take the time back and put the goddamn historical saga
Baby even choose diaper than Benjamin paper
[B-ly]
Same as me, Willy!
This f**ing money made us got all hate us
In HipHopDX, money will never be gotten till you sound d**h rattle
In fact, I wish they realize that money ain't God
That money'll spare rod, bad money
Every money ain't judge
[Hook]
We'll be fastin' fo' say “money”!
f** the beat!