Yo, all my that make money Throw ya hands in the air 'Cuz it's all about the Money the world I take over all pussy with
All get tooken over 'cuz of money, baby All businesses, baby, all about the money To all my niggaz that bustin' shots for money, now Bust shots, bust for the money, now
Where's your your money? Where's your ya motherfuckin' hands in the air Where's money?
The Brooklyn borough king, your bitch to me is Sent me to Jersey, off the parascene Or Penelope You can't the picture or record this hip hop
My owl's are tryna crust up the Dime pieces in high heels and flops Real playas the Zenty's wristwatch Outside of clubs is up in gridlock
bouncers the size of sasquatch Plus whips that will your eyes pop Hot burns that burn faster than Dirt is only out to Vicks
on the back on some rap shit Fake industry heads sweatin' in the guest I'm on the spot with a bottle of fresh Lay up on the table, arm around the chick It's all about the
Hey, I'm O.D.B., let me where's your money time you see me, let me know where's your money Baby, I got home, let me know where's your money We got to feed these kids, baby, let me know your money
In a fly tailor made shit, cookin' a Got the Phantom crooked out in the front Rowin', gun totin', Sonny Chiba we large Caymen Island style, suckin' on cigars
The way we stack cake, you know I know it's you sick Watch dough diplomats from other countries and shit Now let me you why we walk with a swagger Money over flowin', spendin' it don't even matter
Money do a lotta shit, money me more bread But money take a nigga life, put a on they head Think you nicer than the dreads, snitches fight the Feds it cool, while I put all of the hype on the bed
Bitch, ever since my got a little bigger with JP Morgan, Merryl Lynch and them niggaz Fuck it, call it what you wanna call it, nigga, we Throw my money at ten thousand dollar for dinners
Now it's a Busta Bus, now, nigga, let me where's your money Every time you see me, let me know where's money You can give me all your money, let me where's your money When it's the first of the month, Let me know where's money
For the carat D class next to my finger When I see my own reflection, frost the mirror Diamonds as cold as ice, frost like winter fitters, three quarter four length chinchillas
You you knew the way, the kid'll quiet dough is a mystery Niggaz bread longer than American History Now peep the way we runnin' y'all, it's funny Fuck get you murked with my 'Woo-Hah' money
Lay you down in the dirt, let me school dummies Hit the town the work like crack heads, they love me Shit to my cake disrespectful, bitch, holla A lot of acres a pet alligator named Dollar
it, y'all niggaz know that I'm the most, so just stop it I cop cribs and stash cake and keepin' money in Niggaz money than a bar of Whatchamacallits Money hungry like Sudan, when my paper stay brolic,
Hey, I'm O.D.B., let me where's your money a Busta Bust now, nigga, let me know where's your money Next time you see me, let me know where's your 'Fore I stick ya ass up, nigga, let me know where's your