Chorus: I get what I want I got what you need You ain't gotta worry Bout a thing with me (It's only money) Baby you a star Driving fancy cars Money ain't nothing But a thing ya see (It's only money) Don't worry Bout the bills Baby We can chill Let the top back And feel The breeze believe (It's only money) I can hold you down Baby It's whatever As long As you're with me (It's only money)
I step to the girl I'm fresh to death Got my swag Got my lean In Chi-Town We do the step In Cali We gotta make it rain Or the next nigga Take your place Come hang With my entourage You can call me Vinnie chase Baby Here's my dialogue You can pay Them bills off Maybe turn The sauna on We can hit The dealership I wanna see That Honda gone And you Ain't gotta thank me As long as you know I'll be In the limo friday Hittin corners Like pinky All your girlfriends They envy the way You in the projects With jacuzzi's In your room Like Akeem and Semmi It's Santa Claus But the money Won't fit In the chimney I put 20 In your stockings If you're tryin' To get kinky Here's your umbrella Marry poppins Go on Fly away with me D boy From the projects now I get To live my dream It's only money
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Used to be A window shopper Now you got A black card Used to be A project girl Now you got A back yard Now you're drivin' Fast cars Access To my gas cards Now you got A 3 space back Into your garage Used to rock The nail kit Now you get Your nails did And I can Throw you dimes Without lookin' Call me Jason Kidd Parents used To yell at you And say Your life Was useless Now you throwin' Furs in the fire Like Frank Lucas You love Watchin' Oprah Jay Leno Jimmy Kimmel So I got you Up to harpo Put you in a limo Girl I got you Out the ghetto Now superstar Don't ask why All the bills That you had cut In half overnight
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Now I got you Ridin' clean Custom wheels 23's Now I got you On the hill In the house Of your dreams His and her Flying spurs Finally spending What you're worth This is why We can splurge you And I will make it work