Money

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 digits baby...

Get up and shake your money maker,
shake it up, shake it up and cash the check.
Get up and flash your fancy papers,
throw it up, make it rain, take it to the bank.

Money,
ain't it funny,
when you want that honey,
you gotta flash that money.

Watch all of those ladies bring the goodies,
movin' round, and round in your cadillac.
Take off and fly your private beauty,
layin back, sippin 'yak, to the stars and back.

Money,
ain't it funny,
it's all about money,
if you want that honey.

Money, money, we don't need no confusion,
bathing in a sea of foolish delusion.

Money, money, money everybody wants it,
take it easy and you'll see it's a game-set-match.

Money, money, ain't it hard to refuse, yeah,
giving into narrow-minded amusement.

Money, money, money, i can't use it,
gimme something for my mind and my music.

Wake up and shake that sweet illusion,
shake it off, shake it off, pick up the track.
Pull the plug on this worldwide confusion,
take a break, cool it down and bring it back.

Money,
ain't it funny,
when you got that honey,
you don't need that money.

Yo, check this out,
it's Mr Cory Wong on a Lexsoul song

Money, money, we don't need no confusion,
bathing in a sea of foolish delusion.

Money, money, money everybody wants it,
take it easy and you'll see it's a game-set-match.

Money, money, ain't it hard to refuse, yeah,
giving into narrow-minded amusement.

Money, money, i can't use it,
gimme something for my mind and my music.



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Linna
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