Money (never enough) Love (never enough) Me (never enough) Money Love me, Money Love me
More, I need more, gimme more, gimme yours We take money Money, money, money You make money, money Take money, money, money A funny thing about the money thing is You need a little bit Then a little more than a little bit Little kid and you want to respect Only cheque he cared about what a mic check mic check 1-2 then the money grew He abandoned what he knew and started running with another crew Attitude building on the avenue Added to his appetite for revenue He never knew the limit never ends Went from the bus to a beetle then a Benz Sipping on ambitious, avarice is this man's prison Benz to the halls and a crib full of stuff But he's never satisfied cause it's never enough
Money in the pocket (never enough) The girl that you got is (never enough) Food and a spot is (never enough) Everything that you bought (never enough)
Clothes that you wear (never enough) Land that we share (never enough) You want what you're not, never want what you got Never enough, ha, never enough
Take Love Any form of the word, many shapes of So perfect, Hollywood ending All you need is love, go and ask John Lennon Love make a man ill, make a man kill Make a man take a stand making mountains out of ant hills Stand still, pay attention Watch love, meet aggression Man's got his hands on another man's woman Now that other man's got a gun in his hand, pullin' Love or die, make a man act high See a guy and ally ain't scrappin' in the back yard It ain't hate, it's love that makes us take Lives away and make diein' ok And who am I to say if you should die for love Love what you have but It's never enough
Money in the pocket (never enough) The girl that you got is (never enough) Food and a spot is (never enough) Everything that you bought (never enough)
Clothes that you wear (never enough) Land that we share (never enough) You want what you're not, never want what you got Never enough, ha, never enough
More, I need more, gimme more, gimme yours Take me, K-Y-P-R-I-O-S so fresh and so clean no money when I started it now I see the paper and I think I want a part of it Stupid mother fucker asked what do I make I make music that makes stupid mother fuckers think straight It ain't enough though, nature of the hustle More needs more my love jones See I loved one girl, but I thought about a million of 'em Now I got a million of 'em Don't love any of 'em Don't it always seem to go That you got a good thing But you still want more Ha
Money in the pocket (never enough) The girl that you got is (never enough) Food and a spot is (never enough) Everything that you bought (never enough)
Clothes that you wear (never enough) Land that we share (never enough) You want what you're not, never want what you got Never enough, ha, never enough