DJ Drama & Fabolous - For The Money Lyrics
Let the choir singWrite another song for the money, my shawty sayWrite another song for the money, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her so my shawty sayWrite another song for the money, hey, hey, hey, my shawty sayWrite another song for the money, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her, she say you know you needMoney in the bank to keep herUh, and who the hell said they was cheaper to keep'Cause if you ain't getting money when you call you get the beepShe can't pick up the phone, your broke ass should leave a messageAnd my guess is if she never call, well, you get the messageYou like, "What, you can't call nobody?I've been trying to find you like Waldo, shawty"She said she 'bout her paper, if it's there she gon' get itWhen the money gone she gon' be the ***** gone with itHey, I mean come on, she love Louis VuittonYorkie in her speedy bag that she name MilanHair stay did like she live in a salonHer and money go hand in hand, yeah, like a batonI swear on a stack of Holy Bibles and Qur'ansWe could be the dream team, baby, Kobe and LeBronOnly if you gold, I never do the bronze'Cause if you could have Beyonce would you take Solange, uh?Write another song for the money, my shawty sayWrite another song for the money, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her so my shawty sayWrite another song for the money, hey, hey, hey, my shawty sayWrite another song for the money, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her, uhYo, yo, I'm in a tricky little mood, I trick these little dudesI tell 'em that I love them but I never really doSee I like pretty shoes and I like pretty minxAnd I like site seein', the pyramids and the sphinxHe cop Italian pieces so I do the fist pumpAnd I can only push it if the trunk is in the frontIf the trunk is in the back, then you gotta take it backYou can hit me on the jack, I chat on the MacSee I am who I am, Nicki M. mother*****erIf she say she not a fan she a lyin' mother*****erAlways shoppin' in Paris so I speak a little FrenchOui Oui rag-a-de, time for you to hit the benchIndecisive so I always gotta pick twoI guess that's why I got the Yorkie and the ShitzuI told Fab get that Michael Knight Kit CoupeBefore I put this ***** on ya chipped toothWrite another song for the money, my shawty sayWrite another song for the money, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her, so my shawty sayWrite another song for the money, hey, hey, hey, my shawty sayWrite another song for the money, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep herUh, I hate to see her poutin', she wants some LouboutinsI say, "How many pair?", she say, "Who is counting?"Money ain't everything, with her it's the only thing, yeahYou don't treat her like a queen, you gon' be a lonely kingHer daddy must have spoiled her, ain't no expiration date***** a dinner and a movie, she want a vacation dateFly out to London, cruise to Bahama's, yesPresidential suites, we check in as the Obama'sTake for instance Nicki, when she shops she's pickyShe *****s up fifty G's fast and then calls it a quickieI only deal with 10 cents, my dick game is intenseBent that Barbie over and she ain't seen Ken since, niceThese niggas be feeling her, affording her's another thingShe was married once before, looking for another ringSo I call her date and man, that's among the other thingsShe say she love my flow, I think she love to singWrite another song for the money, my shawty sayWrite another song for the money, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her so my shawty sayWrite another song for the money, hey, hey, hey, my shawty sayWrite another song for the money, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her, you know you needMoney in the bank to keep her, uh
