[Intro]
All I want is money
All I want is money
All I want is money
All I want is money

[Hook]
Money, money, money, all I want is money
Busting down them onions, turn them into hundreds
Whipping up the blow, that's a bag of money
Junkies at the door, 'nother bag of money
Money, money, money, all I want is money
Wake up in the morning thumbing through them hundreds
Go finesse a ho, that's a bag of money
Hundred bands a show, 'nother bag of money

[Verse 1]
Bitch I’m back in the trap with the sack and the strap
I got money on my mind, that’s a salary cap
I just happen to rap, I got the crack, got the pain pills
And if you looking for that gas, bitch I’m Hank Hill
I keep a fox in a dress like Wanda
You haters cut it out like Angela Anaconda
I’m swimming with piranhas, got some n***as like to gang bang
And I be getting off kis like I can’t sing
Just try to maintain, man I would never
Thugga follow that bread like Hansel and Gretel
Got these hoes' heads gone like Hannibal Lecter
You can talk to the hand bitch - Hamburger Helper
Doing better and better but they ain’t quite like me
The way I’m balling, they about to make a Like Mike 3
Shit I might not speak, I just show that ho the check and
The whole crew pass her ‘round like the book in "Best Man"

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[Verse 2]
Guala told ‘em he’s back and their feelings got hurt
Still screaming Free Crack like I’m giving out work
Bad bitches, I murk, yeah you know I’m player made
Girl if money make you cum, bet this dick will make you stay
N***a hustle day to day, spend my nights up in the ass club
Foreign hoes in my bath tub, my dogs balling like Air Bud
Got a bad slut, knew that I would one day smash her
Now we bare on the covers like Kanye Albums
I got 8 plasmas, Rolexes, rings
And a fly pad – Kotex with wings
You got low self esteem, talking like you're handicapped
I say what I want like I’m sitting on Santa's lap
Feet on the ground, hold it down like a bobby pin
Money talks and y’all n***as is Joseline
So many clones, every day I got a B-Day
But stabbing your friend in the back is the only way you can be Trey

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[Verse 3]
They treat me like Gerald since I got my lil’ vert
I just sent that ho a tweet, now oops! There goes her shirt
More profits than the church, feds asking if I got the scale
You know my dog speaking Spanish like Taco Bell
I’m chasing mail, chasing tail, what you call that?
Dr. Dolittle, when that pussy talk, I talk back
Like I read books, bring that paper back or hard back
More P's than the lunch lady on All That
Fuck Clifford, we big dogs, got steels like Chris Paul
Flow cooler than menthols, blow paper like spit balls
Big balls like Wipeout, slang wood and strike out
And I don’t know where Howard stay but I’m in da white house
Dick all in your wife's mouth, n***a I be spazzing
Keep a latin bitch and I ain’t talking Princess Jasmine
Fill her up with passion, leave when she take a nap
Pass her to my dog like table scraps - All I want is

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