Money

I need cash moneys
I need fast moneys
I need health insurance, premiums getting bad money
I need louis V, duffel duffel, bag money
Send me a bill, think I'm in debt
Send me a check, don't you send me no press

My pockets looking shallow like my old friends
My pockets been more shallow than my old girl
I tell my girl than she second to know girl
I told those friends they still need more coachin
I rely on voodoo just to get my money right
I rely on voodoo just to get my mind right
I rely on voodoo just to get my money right
I rely on voodoo yeah

Pull up in a holy ghost
Pockets feel like holy smoke
Pull up in a holy ghost
Pockets feel like holy smoke

Money, money
Shallow pockets filled with money
Money, money
Denim pockets lined with money
Money, money
Make you feel good
I could smoke that feel good

Trust me now, trust me now
Blank expressions everywhere
The world is about to end tonight
You're my only friend tonight
He's got his things all in the closet
I got plenty things to hide yeah
Saw the riot killed the fire
Cause these days I still deny it
Tight marks tread lightly

I need some new cash
I need some new friends
I need the new modelx with them bioweb and defence
I need the new crib going with them wazes and white fence
I need some new friends
Check bounce then I bounce back

Godspeed lose my luck
I might grab my pride
I was thinking other options just like suicide

Pull up in a holy ghost
Pockets feel like holy smoke
Pull up in a holy ghost
Pockets feel like holy smoke

Money, money
Shallow pockets filled with money
Money, money
Denim pockets lined with money
Money, money
Make you feel good
I could smoke that feel good



Credits
Writer(s): Quincy D Jones
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