She's stimulating on the eyes
And those looks don't compromise
She's avaricious, so delicious
And what she craves is no surprise
Cause if you ain't got the means, the cars or the cash
You're just dreaming mister
No money, no love
No money, no love
It's what her world is made of
No money, no love
A fancy house and chic clothes.
She wants her pockets full of gold
You buy her diamonds; she'll be your girl
She'll trade you loving for the world
Will all of her needs be taken care of?
She wants the paper baby
No money, no love
No money, no love
It's what her world is made of
No money, no love
At the end of the day she's still alone
No heart full of gold when the hearts made of stone
She works that dress, but she's still a mess
Well it's all that she wants, all she thinks of
She wants the stars above
No money, no love
No money, no love
It's what her world is made of
No money, no love
No money, no love.
No money, no love
It's what her world is made of
No money, no love