[Intro: Plies]
Ay homie, Man My Grandma Told Me Dog
Plies Sit Down Sumwhere Boi Money Ain't Everythang
I Told Her Shit How you Kno you Ain't Neva Had Nun

[Chorus: Plies
]I'm Allergic To Broke
I'm Addicted To Stuntin'
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)

[Verse 1: Plies]
Call Me What U Want Bet U Can't Call Me Broke
You Pussy Ass N***as Yall Who I Hustle For
U In Dese Street N U Ain't Getn Money U A Joke!
I Got Fuck Up Money N***a Money To Blow!
U Throw Yours In Da Air I Throw Mines On Da Flo'
U Talk About Money I Kno How To Gеt It Though
I'ma Get Money N I'ma Die Two Thangs For Sho'
U Eithеr Sell Dope Or Rob U Kno How It Go
I Grind For 20 Hours N***a N Sleep 4
I Got Da 26's I Want DA 8's Though
I Got Five WHips I Want Five Mo'
I'm N Luv Wit Money Muthafuck A Hoe!
[Chorus: Plies]
I'm Allergic To Broke
I'm Addicted To Stuntin'
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Everythang From Dis Dro I Blow
Da 24's I Sit. Up Under Dis New Whip I Can't Get It From A Bitch
U Kno Da First Gone Cum N Da Bills Be Due. One Day Da Hurs
Gone Cum N Til Dey Do Im Gone Get, Meals On Top Of Meals
Damn How A Hata Feel
Dey Talkin About It
Im Tryna Get It Forreal
Hey Dey Pretendin About It But I Can Get It Forreal
I Done Slung Every Drug U Can Deal
(Yeah) Plenty Times I Could've Been Killed
But Not Only Did I Live U Should
See How N***as Live
Gotta Water Flood Property
Dey Both Back At Her Crib
Movie Wit Denzel N Da N***a Actin Forreal
I Used To Not Have It To Spend But
Now I Got It To Give
96 Impala N Challengin N***as To Steal
My Neck Gone Swell
Everythang On Chill
Ima Ball Til I Fall Keyword UNTIL. Yeah
[Chorus: Plies]
I'm Allergic To Broke
I'm Addicted To Stuntin'
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)

[Verse 3: Plies]
If U Can Count It N Ya Hands U Ain't Got Enough
I Want A Money Machine To Count Mines Brah
I'm Tired Of Da Shoe Box I Wanna See Money Trucks
U Everythang Wit Money Witout It Ya Fuck!
Talk To A Broke N***a I Bet His Lyf Rough
Talk To A Rich N***a I Bet He Cheer Ya Up
I Don't Need No Homeboys
I Need My Pockets Stuffed
Cuz Im Runnin Out Of Time N***a Im N A Rush
Cuz Its A Fucked Up Feeling To Ya Pockets Touch
U Gettin A Quarter Now, U Shoot For A Bird
U Got Ya First Stack Now Hustle For A Third
Cuz Money Make Da World Go Round If U Ain't Heard
If I EVa Go To Prison Money Gone Be Da Reason
And If Im Lyin God, Stop me From Breathin
Im Tryin To Live Good
Homie Im Tired Of Strugglin'
N To Be Honest Wit Ya Dog Im Tired Of Hustlin'
[Chorus: Plies]
I'm Allergic To Broke
I'm Addicted To Stuntin'
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)
Im in Love Wit Money(Money)