(Hook: Yamine)
I got that money, yeah that money
Dat money, dat money, dat money money
You think I’m funny; I don’t find this funny
I got dat money, money, money yeah
(Verse 1: Yamine)
I will never be broke you people are really testin’ me
Forget what you tellin’ me I play hoes like the lottery
Chasing the bank though
Where my money at though
I got goons on my team and I will shoot up a whole store
I’m from Fort Wayne
Where we taking the keys
Then we rob banks on Christmas Eve
I swear to Bob if somebody pop I’m grabbing my Uzi
Then we shoot right on the low
Then shoot up the floor
Once the cops come running then we on the go
That bank should’ve wrote my check
But now I’m gone and that’s that
(Hook: Yamine)
(Verse 2: Yamine)
I make money like bees make honey
When i hoop i get up on ya like im bugs bunny
Pull up at the shop with uzi while you gigling then ain't nothing funny
Ima do a heist take the ice
Go back in time then ima do it twice
Money is tempting like cheese to some mice
I got a wad of money and i put in a band
Head to da strip club and give this hoe 1 hundred instead of 100 ones
Then wait for to scream and like a #1 fan
Im all about dat money yeah Yamine is out by honey
(Hook:Yamine)