My Money Gets Jealous

koopa, i said i never cheat on my money,

it's funny how hos don't belive me,

watch mad hatter and cat hatter but gave it to me because im greedy

dont be touchin all on my money 'cause that makes my honey look sleazy

getten paid is like, good *** 'cause my money comes easy

my phat stack be the reason nappy head hos wanna trap me

they be like dont he look exactly like my son he the pappy

haters be makin my dough unhappy you should give me ya propers

for makin my cash the proper way instead of comin to pop ya

[chorus]

don't blame us for visions of princess cuts on our fingers

big houses, candy paint,

and big swangers ya

if it aint bout no money dont call my pager

because my money gets jealous

blame us we ballin so hard we think we drug slangers

we just entertainers dont point your finger ya

i'd rather be rich than be broke and famous..

because my money get jealous

[verse 2]

listen, see i used to sit at a bus stop and try to holla at a broad

i'd ask her for a number to call she'd laugh and tell a playa naw

take the bus a block and stop i'd hop in my candy car

with texas plates, pop the trunk while the neon lights say. aww

i bet you feel stupid got to confess the truth is

bullet proof vest on my chest so i cant get shot by cupid

man man im the man the ladies cant understand

how i can marry my grands with no wedding band or best man

[chorus]

don't blame us for visions of princess cuts on our fingers

big houses, candy paint,

and big swangers ya

if it aint bout no money dont call my pager

because my money gets jealous

blame us we ballin so hard we think we drug slangers

we just entertainers dont point your finger ya

i'd rather be rich than be broke and famous..

because my money get jealous

[verse 3]

(doorbell) who is it... here lizard lizard lizard

pretty red bones and hot yellas in high heels tryin to get us

we treat them like some cinderellas naw

my money gets jealous

we got tickets is what they tells us

the bail bonds mail us lettas and tell us the police comin to get us so

my money gets jealous

uncle sam dont wanna let us ball on 20 inch proppelers

gimme my cut is what he tell us no

my money gets jealous

cant even trust my own fellas some got secret vendettas

probaly plottin bout tring to get us

my money gets jealous

you never know me and mad hatter might

take a flight to nevada right

middle ring at the tyson fight

but i'm sitting next to evander's wife

never trick and throw this no

rose petals no candle light

if you wanna see a G dont ask me go ask Vanna White

koopa spend a grand a night

wanna show i demand the price

thats right because i hot as a damn can of louisiana spice

never bite the hand that writes the checks or you'll go broke uhh

could you see me grippin oak

or do you wish to see me choke

[extended versus]

get on your paper chase 'n get your change

'cause you dont know how long you'll last in this game

visions of twankies twistin while im grippin grain

this girl in the passenger seat i dont know her name

she said if i just let her hop on up my thang

she'd put it on me and i'd never be the same

that'd be nice but i do not think that that's gone do a thang

im married to my change and that will never change man

[chorus]

don't blame us for visions of princess cuts on our fingers

big houses, candy paint,

and big swingers ya

if it aint bout no money dont call my pager

because my money gets jealous

blame us we ballin so hard we think we drug slangers

we just entertainers dont point your finger ya

i'd rather be rich than be broke and famous..

because my money get jealous