Money Talks
She say that she don't want that paper 'less a band on that shit
Told her if I pop a band, she gone have to turn some tricks
Askin' questions 'bout my pockets better know that they legit
Told her if she get it popping, Imma make her ass rich, she said
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
She looked me in my eyes and said
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
They say money get you all kinda pressure
Like the pressure that I'm bringin
Ain't too big for them to measure
I get these bitches
Word to stacks I broke the lever
Just cause I can put this paper in you
That don't make you special
They say money talks
I knew that, got a bag
You can't shut me off
Make it stack, run it back
Shit I seen a play
She look like she worth a milly
I put up a chase
Won't get this bread just cause you pretty
They say bands'll make em dance
Well I broke the band so I can see
Ain't no pressure on my pockets
If I can I'll pay the fee
Shit if you don't want the money
You can buss it down for free
Would've thought I was a peasant
The way she turned and looked at me
She say that she don't want that paper 'less a band on that shit
Told her if I pop a band, she gone have to turn some tricks
Askin' questions 'bout my pockets better know that they legit
Told her if she get it popping, Imma make her ass rich, she said
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
She looked me in my eyes and said
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
Yeah, yeah tell him throw some bands on that shit
I ain't fuckin' with him less he really flip bricks
And he like the way I do my little dance on that dick
Self-made bitch
Yes, I'm really too legit
Yes, I'm really with the shits, yeah
I don't give a fuck if a nigga acting funny
When I'm really 'bout the money
When I dance call me honey
Make your day call me sunny, R.I.P. Lil Lonnie, yeah
I'm from the Sipp, yeah
I'm the queen of pentacles, attitude cynical
When you 'bout a bag, know it make a nigga mad
How you tripping off a bitch that you ain't never really had, yeah
He say I gotta pop some ass just to get a few
I told that nigga I been ready waiting on you
He feel this pussy know it's wetter than a bayou
I rub his head I like him bald I call him Caillou
I told him I don't want that paper 'less a band on that shit
He say if I pop a band, Imma have to turn some tricks
Told him I can turn some tricks, but a band, that ain't shit
He told me if I throw this ass, he gone make me filthy rich I told him
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
He looked me in my eyes and said
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
Told her if I pop a band, she gone have to turn some tricks
Askin' questions 'bout my pockets better know that they legit
Told her if she get it popping, Imma make her ass rich, she said
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
She looked me in my eyes and said
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
They say money get you all kinda pressure
Like the pressure that I'm bringin
Ain't too big for them to measure
I get these bitches
Word to stacks I broke the lever
Just cause I can put this paper in you
That don't make you special
They say money talks
I knew that, got a bag
You can't shut me off
Make it stack, run it back
Shit I seen a play
She look like she worth a milly
I put up a chase
Won't get this bread just cause you pretty
They say bands'll make em dance
Well I broke the band so I can see
Ain't no pressure on my pockets
If I can I'll pay the fee
Shit if you don't want the money
You can buss it down for free
Would've thought I was a peasant
The way she turned and looked at me
She say that she don't want that paper 'less a band on that shit
Told her if I pop a band, she gone have to turn some tricks
Askin' questions 'bout my pockets better know that they legit
Told her if she get it popping, Imma make her ass rich, she said
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
She looked me in my eyes and said
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
Yeah, yeah tell him throw some bands on that shit
I ain't fuckin' with him less he really flip bricks
And he like the way I do my little dance on that dick
Self-made bitch
Yes, I'm really too legit
Yes, I'm really with the shits, yeah
I don't give a fuck if a nigga acting funny
When I'm really 'bout the money
When I dance call me honey
Make your day call me sunny, R.I.P. Lil Lonnie, yeah
I'm from the Sipp, yeah
I'm the queen of pentacles, attitude cynical
When you 'bout a bag, know it make a nigga mad
How you tripping off a bitch that you ain't never really had, yeah
He say I gotta pop some ass just to get a few
I told that nigga I been ready waiting on you
He feel this pussy know it's wetter than a bayou
I rub his head I like him bald I call him Caillou
I told him I don't want that paper 'less a band on that shit
He say if I pop a band, Imma have to turn some tricks
Told him I can turn some tricks, but a band, that ain't shit
He told me if I throw this ass, he gone make me filthy rich I told him
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
He looked me in my eyes and said
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
Money talk
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Writer(s): Brandon Howard, Willard Avery Johnson, Candace King
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