[Intro: 50 Cent] I'm on that bullshit I'm, I'm, back on that bullshit I'm on that bullshit I'm, I'm, back on that bullshit
[Chorus: 50 Cent] Startin to feel like there's nothin left to talk about but the, money, money Bill collectors keep comin when a nigga fucked up, to get money, money Nigga I don't give a fuck 'bout these hoes I'm focused on the money, MONEY (money) MONEY! Look, I don't wan' talk 'bout these hoes Let's talk about money, MONEY (money) MONEY!
[50 Cent:] In high school I had coke and dope money I blew, now I'm sittin on Bugatti boat money I'm eatin, I get money, nigga I shit money It smell like Benjamins, it boosts my adrenaline Go 'head fuck around, I got marksmen hit money You fuckin with that EBT welfare WIC money Who wan' catch a fade? Fuck that! Catch a blade Catch a case, bail bond, I'm out the next day Got that gold (Hammer), gold (2 Legit) proper money Talkin 'bout private jet, heliport chopper money And a nigga still ridin with the chopper on me I don't trick, e'ry now and then I toss her money Fuck, nut, get up, that's abortion money I'll kill if I have to, don't force me homie I get that schoolyard duct tape extortion money I hate when niggaz act like bitches cause it costs me money What the fuck!
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[50 Cent:] I'm in London blowin pounds, Japan blowin yen It's the methodical diabolical nigga with a grin My stash look like a rainbow, my money is gay Nowadays I'm just happy things are goin my way I'm straight, some say I got more than I need Mucho dinero out in México, they growin my weed It's amazing, I made it here on my own I got a frog, a dog with a solid gold bone An accountant to count, the amount I spent Wine cellar full of shit, we could all get bent I got it made, I got Brinks truck money Euros, francs, you wan' borrow some from me? My bank statements have you niggaz like "Damn! " Bitch I got more (francs) than a hot dog man Get married, pay for one bitch, I'll buy her bar food Kids don't try this shit at home, you can't do the shit I do Whassup?