[Chorus] Write another song for the money My shawty say Write another song for the money You know you need
Money in the bank to keep her You know you need Money in the bank to keep her So my shawty say
Write another song for the money Hey hey hey my shawty say Write another song for the money You know you need
Money in the bank to keep her She say you know you need Money in the bank to keep her
[Verse 1: Fabolous] Uhh, and who the hell said they was cheaper to keep cause if you aint getting money when you call you get the beeep she can’t pick up the phone, your broke ass should leave a message and my guess is, if she never call well you get the message you like whaaaat, you can’t call nobody I’ve been trying to find you like Waldo shawty she said she bout her paper if it’s there she gon get it when the money gone she gon’ be the f-ck gone with it hey, I mean come on, she love Louis Vuitton Yorkie in her speedy bag that she name Milan hair stay did like she live in a salon so her and money go hand in hand yeah like a baton I swear on a stack of holy Bible’s and Qur’an we could be the Dream team baby, Kobe and LeBron Only if you gold, I never do the Bronze cause if you could have Beyonce would you take Solange uhhh,
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[Nicki Minaj] Yo, yo I’m in a tricky little mood I trick these little dudes I tell ‘em that I love ‘em but I never really do
See I like pretty shoes And I like pretty minx And I like site seein’ The pyramids and the sphinx
He cop Italian pieces so I do the fist pumps And I can only push it if the trunk is in the front If the truck is in the back then u gotta take it back You can hit me on the jack iChat on the Mac
See I am who I am Nicki M. motherf-cker If she say she not a fan She a lyin’ motherf-cker
Always shoppin’ in Paris So I speak a little French Oui Oui rag-a-de Time for you to hit the bench
Indecisive so I always gotta pick two I guess that’s why I got the Yorkie and the Shitzu I told Fab get that Michael Knight Kit Coupe Before I put this p-ssy on ya chipped tooth
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[Fabolous] I hate to see her poutin’ she wants some Louboutins I say how many pairs, she say who is counting money aint everything, with her it’s the only thing you don’t treat her like a Queen, you gon be a lonely King! her daddy must have spoiled her aint no expiration date f-ck a dinner and a movie, she wants a vacation date fly out to London cruise to Bahama’s presidential suites we check in as the Obama’s take for instance Nicki, when she shops she’s picky she f-cks a fifty g’s fast and then calls it a quickie I only deal with ten cents my d-ck game is intense bent that Barbie over and she aint seen Ken since these n-ggas be feeling her affording her’s another thing she was married once before looking for another ring so I call her (?) thats amongst the other things she say she love my flow I think she love to sing….