[uncredited spoken word poet forms the intro] a grin that matched his own she said, "You're not a thief, are you?" He shrugged."Do I look a thief?" "You look the most attractive man here." She long enough to catch his eye;
of course can be deceiving. She didn't say it, but she could picture him a necklace left in a jewelry box during a big party.
Or a Seiko watch from a poolside towel. She didn't imagine him a heist, but just taking came his way. her smile, he said..
Bout that money, yeahhh.. that's what I'm talkin Bout that money, gettin that
Blink - every time you open up your eyes Blink Blink - time you open up your mind
Blink - yeahhh, yeahhh What the fuck are people bout?
- every time you open up your eyes Blink Blink - every you open your mind Blink - yeahhh, yeahhh
the fuck these people talkin bout?
I say it once, I'll say it Cold cash money make the whole spin You can laugh, and you can But you sayin shit if you ain't got ends So hold your breath, and for God And when you get here, tell him you need a job shit is hard, in the battlefield And the next deal can get you killed
The phone's in my and it can't be cut off The water and the power and it can't be off Food, shelter, cheese, I break off, please I gotta off, that's why I gotta take off I'm young and full of vigor, West coast to make my pockets bigger from the shit that I deliver Stay afloat, your boat
Sell what you wrote, fuck it, dope
Yeahhh, yeahhh, what the fuck are people talkin ... yeahhh, what the fuck do people think
[Chorus] -
You should put on a mask, and go in home
Witcho' and yo' heart and yo' forty-five waving Westsiders got West God damn money is amazing
Yeahhh.. you know money money in ... you money make the world go round ... you know money runnin ... you know money the world go round ... you know money everythang ... you know money the world go, round
Blink..