Money Makes The World Go Round

Hey hey hey hey, hey!

Hey! Hey hey hey hey, hey! [Verse 1:]

Peter paid

Paul, prosecuter's case fall

Trial not needed, tell that loudmouth beat it

Now *****s see it chea!

Bow to the cement

Back on the lamb like

Shazam here

I am Killa like

Cam, got gorillas on the land

Stop if you ain't got a million in your hand

Pissing in your pants cause they let a ***** free

Want to say a little grants then just let a ***** be

Low sweaters with the

V's, thick alls with the moccs

Down in D.

C. cause them doors don't lock

Love get shown, that's right a ***** home

Fresh on the land,

SL in the plans

Please understand it's a few years lost

Recession ain't fierce, still new gear costs

Whose here's boss?

Can we talk it on another note

Of course about the motherload cause

I ain't trying to cut a throat [Chorus:]

Money makes the world go round,

I know your lowdown

So fly tiptoe through the town, tear the clubs up

Money makes the world go round,

I know your lowdown

So fly tiptoe through the town, tear the clubs up

Money makes the world go round,

I know your lowdown

So fly tiptoe through the town, tear the clubs up

Money makes the world go round,

I know your lowdown

So fly tiptoe through the town, tear the clubs up [Verse 2:]

Konvict Muzik,

Bad Boy baller

Cash Money millionaire,

Roc-a-fella spoiler

Black Wall

Streets where the

Bravehearts be

G's in my

Unit keep my

Terror Squad deep

Dipset, D-

Block, Quiet

Money *****t

Hustle hard,

Grand Hustle homey ain't no funny *****t

***** the police,

I'm Disturbin' tha

Peace Murda

Ink on the sheets, just confirming the beef

Mos Def, rocking

Talib *****s in their cribs

Swizz Beat *****s down, get the land on their ribs

For Real/Pharrell, *****s front until the

Doctor got to

Dre them The truth from

The Roots, let my shooters

Andre them 3000 shots from the

Big Boi glock

It's Ludacris *****t, but my

CBs don't miss

OG Suge, I'm a

Ice-T *****

Up to no good, a

Pisces swigger

I Cap a *****

Corn with the

Gemini sag

A Scorp with some horns, got

A-quarius swag

Corpse get embalmed, district peel them out the bag then

Place them in a tux and face them straight up

Drove to the sky,

I'm supposed to be fly

Fresh head to toe,

I'm a let a ***** know [Chorus:]

Money makes the world go round,

I know your lowdown

So fly tiptoe through the town, tear the clubs up

Money makes the world go round,

I know your lowdown

So fly tiptoe through the town, tear the clubs up

Money makes the world go round,

I know your lowdown

So fly tiptoe through the town, tear the clubs up

Money makes the world go round,

I know your lowdown

So fly tiptoe through the town, tear the clubs up