[Intro]
Let me say what I'ma say
Ay, I got my n***a Piano Man in the house right?
Ron Wilson out there on the ba** right?
We got Beatology in here (right Dollaz N Sense)
Yeah my brother Chris (that's right)
We got Tony Rankin
Aiyyo Black 'n Bac Doe, but heh peep this
[Bushwick Bill]
I can not live my life sweatin a b**h
I got no time for hoes, man I'm tryin to get rich
Cause some of you n***as don't think the same
You payin these hoes, f**in up the game
Especially you motherf**ers talkin that sh**
About how you had that hoe s**in yo' dick
Now tell 'em that you bought that b**h five outfits
Went and got her nails done and her hair fixed
Once had a b**h who asked Bill for some cash
Made that b**h get out my ride then I mashed on the gas
Left that hoe on I-10 a long way from home
Quick to tell that b**h to get her funky a** on
Then I heard this n***a say he love to f**
But every time I see him he be catchin the bus
Man it couldn't be me, I can't see how you do it
Got a booty call, I can't even get to it
n***as need to recognize it's all about your paper
Get your money first and these hoes'll come later
[Chorus]
Now if you wanna be my honey (b**h say what?)
b**h you gotta have some money (that's right)
Hoe don't be askin me for nothin (NOTHIN~!)
Just because we f**in (just because we f**in)
You can swear that you love me (swear that you love me hoe)
But that sh** never playin me (never playin me)
Because your p**y makes me funky
But that money makes me cum
[Bushwick Bill]
It goes 1 for the money, 2 is not for show
3 to get the juice, 4 to f** a hoe
Cause a b**h'll break a n***a down to the last cent
Takin care of the hoe, payin the b**h rent
I can't understand how n***as break they back all week
Then turn around and give that whole check to the freak
Youse a buster, a s**er, a stupid motherf**er
p**y-whipped, hand-picked old cake a** n***a
You leave it up to me and I'll break you hoes
Because rats are out for cheese so I chase these hoes
I make money first priority cause money is authority
Hoes a majority but I make 'em a minority
b**hes ain't sh** man, they come a dime a dozen
Tellin this to my partner cause his hoe f**ed his cousin
Now he walk around with his mouth pokin out
Threaten to k** himself, put the Glock to his mouth
What he need to know is that he's just another victim
Of a stinky c*nt hoe, that he let p**y whip him
Need to be concerned about that motherf**in cash
Cause money makes the world go around that a**
[Chorus] w/ ad libbing
[Bushwick Bill]
Now if it don't make Dollaz, it don't make Sense
And why you callin the house if you can't pay my rent?
Money gets spent, you hoes get none
p**y make me funky as hell but that paper make me cum
Can you HAVE SOME~?! Baby girl what you got for daddy?
Roll down my window, throw that stack in the Caddy
Get your mind right - you wanna be down with me?
Let me see you break a trick, make me a million
And around this world we can roll
In the condo with Benjamin Franklins I can't count no mo'
I doubt that any hoe could have me trippin and sprung
If she give beautiful head or worked a wonderful tongue
Bushwick ain't the one remember who's nuts you ate
Don't ever get fly cause I got the whole sh** on tape
f** with me, b**h I told you get none
Cause your p**y make me funky and that money make me cum hoe
[Chorus] w/ more ad libs
[Outro]
I ain't dumb