You see this is what I like to call buyou music Cause you better buy you a car You better buy you a phone And you better buy you some where to stay Or I'mma walk right by you
I don't know whats going on baby What the hell is going wrong baby Used to take me to dinner Used to take me shopping now you asking me for my paper It's my money, it's my paper, boy my money Bet you never get another dime from me No, you can't use the phone baby Think you need to get your own
Was looking for a man to hold me down But how'd I end up with you? Yeah, baby, you And as hard as I try sometimes it gets hard paying all these bills The note on the car So I don't need no broke broke boy tryna holla So baby shut it up til you show me some dollars
One for the paper Two for the money Brand new bags, new shoes yeah I want it All my girls, fly girls getting money All my girls, fly girls getting money
One for the paper Two for the money Nails did, hair did Gap yeah I want it
One for the paper Two for the money All my girls, fly girls getting money
you want a ride or die chick baby But you aint got a whip baby It aint gon happen If you aint got shit you need a walk or die chick baby Yeah yeah thats funny Don't look my way if you aint got that money And I aint making nothing to eat baby
I think it's time you treat baby Was looking for a man to hold me down But how'd I end up with you? Yeah, baby, you And as hard as I try sometimes it gets hard paying all these bills The note on the car So I don't need no broke broke boy tryna holla So baby shut it up til you show me some dollars
Money, money Who be getting money? They say that money talks Thats why I talk a little funny like: "hey money I love you money" And if you ain't talking money Then your broke arse away from me F-f-fresh prince Yeah I phil(fill) banks For every couple haters I've got a couple grand, Check my statements you'll be dizzy man Got that [bonkers] money Oops! Have I spoilt plans? You rappers old news, Rapping 'bout guns that you weren't ever gon' use When I kill 'em with only pro tools.
And they won't be come back for more
Drizzy flow,
They build their stack then they spend it all on getting stoned, They say I'm getting bigger then rick ross' belly hoe!
Get ya own (getting money) Get ya own (getting money) Get ya own (getting money) I don't need no broke broke boy tryna holla
Get ya own (getting money) Get ya own (getting money) Get ya own (getting money) I don't need no broke broke boy tryna holla, holla, holla