(Bullshit walks, money talks) (Oh, oh, oh) Na, na, na, na, wha (Bullshit walks, money talks) (Oh, oh, oh) Wha uh, na, na, na, na (Uh, gotta get that money man, money
nah wha bullshit walks, money talks (oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah wha bullshit walks, money talks (oh oh oh) wha uh nah nah nah nah uh, gotta get that money
'm rippin' things daily, no if, ands or maybes At the F L and the A V, the O U R B A B E Kris, the Jungle Brothers, Tribe Called Quest, yeah they be
get back to the money You ain't know I gotta go Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money To the money [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Nigga I ain't got a money
afterwarrrrrds (OH!) Prol'ly spaz like I might do at the awaaaaards (Right!) Huh! I got the whole crowd goin CRAZY! (AY!) Homey, I should be rewarded (WHOOOOOOO!) Gettin money
what these rappers gon? do after wars Prolly spaz like I might do at the awards Huh, I got the whole crowd goin? crazy Homie, I should be rewarded Gettin? money
wha [bullshit walks, money talks] (oh oh oh) nah nah nah nah wha [bullshit walks, money talks] (oh oh oh) wha uh nah nah nah nah [uh, gotta get that money
[Bubba Sparxxx] Uh-huh, uh-huh That fish, that money, Bubba Sparxxx.. Uhh Now allow me to present the very first resident of this millenium mindframe
, they got they swords drawn out Ready to brawl out, gettin fought til they fall out Black like Morehouse, 40 o'z is tossed out For brothers that they
gotta get back to the money You ain't know I gotta go Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money To the money [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Nigga I ain't got a money
red, the black and the green With a key Sissyyyyyyyy-ah [Afrika Baby Bam of Jungle Brothers] Yeah Ah-ha Yeah I give it to brothers in the north, south
tip Shit was sweet, Trent was a fly nigga John Boi a live nigga Treach hung with Ugi, you my heart til I die nigga Herb was a trouble maker RK a money
afraid as active ammunition abraise Accumulated an alias after arrested Accompanied armed accessory, as an adolescent (B!) Bridge Benz brolic burner bringin brothers Betrayer's bodies briefly be body banged bleedin brothers
back up, it's jungle tactics Livin' practice, out of line niggas get smacked backwards So wear it if the cap fits, fold it up money and mad clips A stack