Money
Listen
There's two types of girl in this world
The one who made her money by herself 'cause she's by herself
She don't need nobody else
She go have to get a job
herself everyday even if she struggles
Then you got the other girl,
always mooching off her man
Never really work a single day in her life
She earns an allowance
and always owe it to him
Forever up under a never knows what's over
Why you mooching off your man,
off your man girl
Why you mooching off your man,
off your man girl
Why you mooching off your man,
get a job, quit shopping
Stop mooching off your man,
off your man girl
Oh oh, you ain't got your money right
Oh no, you ain't got your money right
Girl, I just can't do it
You need to get your money tight
Yeah girl,
you need to get your money tight
Now you wanna know a little thing about me
I never asked my man for no kind of money
I hustle in the streets every single day
Even when I was broke, I was starving and alone
But the girl who asked her man for the money
Also asked her man for the clothes
Asked her man for the hair
Asked her man for the nails
Asked her man for the wax
Nothing's left to the imagination,
what a shame
Why you mooching off your man,
off your man girl
Why you mooching off your man,
off your man girl
Why you mooching off your man,
get a job, quit shopping
Stop mooching off your man,
off your man girl
Oh oh, you ain't got your money right
Oh oh, you ain't got your money right
Girl, I just can't do it
You need to get your money tight
Yeah girl, you need to get your money tight girl
Oh oh, you ain't got your money right
Oh oh, you ain't got your money right
Little girl, I just can't do it
You need to get your money tight
Yeah girl, you need to get your money tight girl
So stop complaining about this man who ain't got no whip
Get your own whip girl
And stop complaining about her man who ain't got no bank account
Get your own account girl
And stop complaining about this man who ain't got no job
Get your own job, come on
Please stop complaining about this man who ain't got no brain
Get your own brain little girl
You ain't got your money right, oh
You ain't got your money right
Little girl, see I just couldn't do it
I had to get my money tight
Yeah, you see I got my money tight girl
There's two types of girl in this world
The one who made her money by herself 'cause she's by herself
She don't need nobody else
She go have to get a job
herself everyday even if she struggles
Then you got the other girl,
always mooching off her man
Never really work a single day in her life
She earns an allowance
and always owe it to him
Forever up under a never knows what's over
Why you mooching off your man,
off your man girl
Why you mooching off your man,
off your man girl
Why you mooching off your man,
get a job, quit shopping
Stop mooching off your man,
off your man girl
Oh oh, you ain't got your money right
Oh no, you ain't got your money right
Girl, I just can't do it
You need to get your money tight
Yeah girl,
you need to get your money tight
Now you wanna know a little thing about me
I never asked my man for no kind of money
I hustle in the streets every single day
Even when I was broke, I was starving and alone
But the girl who asked her man for the money
Also asked her man for the clothes
Asked her man for the hair
Asked her man for the nails
Asked her man for the wax
Nothing's left to the imagination,
what a shame
Why you mooching off your man,
off your man girl
Why you mooching off your man,
off your man girl
Why you mooching off your man,
get a job, quit shopping
Stop mooching off your man,
off your man girl
Oh oh, you ain't got your money right
Oh oh, you ain't got your money right
Girl, I just can't do it
You need to get your money tight
Yeah girl, you need to get your money tight girl
Oh oh, you ain't got your money right
Oh oh, you ain't got your money right
Little girl, I just can't do it
You need to get your money tight
Yeah girl, you need to get your money tight girl
So stop complaining about this man who ain't got no whip
Get your own whip girl
And stop complaining about her man who ain't got no bank account
Get your own account girl
And stop complaining about this man who ain't got no job
Get your own job, come on
Please stop complaining about this man who ain't got no brain
Get your own brain little girl
You ain't got your money right, oh
You ain't got your money right
Little girl, see I just couldn't do it
I had to get my money tight
Yeah, you see I got my money tight girl
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Writer(s): Tecla Bernier Esposito
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