[uncredited spoken word poet the song's 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 like the most man here." She paused long to catch his eye;
of looks can be deceiving. She didn't say it, but she picture him pocketing a carelessly 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.. what I'm talkin bout Bout that money, gettin that
Blink Blink - every you open up your eyes Blink Blink - every you open up your mind
Blink - yeahhh, yeahhh What the fuck are people talkin
Blink - every time you open up eyes Blink Blink - every time you your mind Blink Blink - yeahhh,
What the fuck people talkin bout?
I say it once, I'll say it Cold cash money the whole world spin You can laugh, and you can But you ain't sayin shit if you ain't got So your breath, and wait for God And when you get here, tell him that you a job Because 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 be shut off Food, shelter, cheese, I gotta break off, I gotta shake off, that's why I take off I'm young and full of vigor, West nigga Tryin to make my pockets from the shit that I deliver Stay afloat, sell boat
Sell what you wrote, it, sell dope
Yeahhh, yeahhh, what the fuck are talkin bout? ... yeahhh, what the fuck do people about?
[Chorus] -
You put on a mask, and go in home savings
Witcho' nuts and yo' heart and yo' forty-five Westsiders got West God damn motherfuckin is amazing
Yeahhh.. you know money money in ... you money make the world go round ... you money runnin everythang ... you know make the world go round ... you know money runnin ... you know make the world go, round
Blink..