Look,
I don't need no cosign, I don't need no handouts
You ain't even a glance now,
I'm just freaking these bands out
Everyone's pissing they pants now,
so wet she needed a shamwow
Got gold once the * pans out,
hundred dollar bills spanned out
She proposing my damn house,
dumb *,
Oaks bring weed to the function
Tryna make a million,
just tryna make assumptions I ain't act a silly,
I just eat a bunch of mushrooms
Give me stoned and hippie chicks,
I'll take a * bus full
We don't take no losses,
every day's a W Bitch,
I'm a boss and I swear it's not because of you
You bought a money counter just to throw a couple of hundreds through
Life is rainbows when everyone's making love to you
I'm not gonna lie,
I better make a hundred million before I die
I just want the biggest piece of the pie,
when I was young I didn't get it
But now I know why,
money makes the world go round I said money makes the world go round
They said money makes the world go round Ayo,
money makes the world go round,
world go round
My * is hard as * and I'm just starting
up My heart is guarded like an armored truck
I started cussing hard at you retarded
fucks I'm parked outside the Target,
in an orange bus
Waiting for the right time to steal your
whole cart of stuff Donated to a good cause,
I'm a nice guy
I just wanna sit and watch movies and play I Spy You can
catch me at the gala in a white tie Plus she said she's
gonna swallow and I might cry Everybody's mad in the world,
it's not that bad Everybody's bitching and complaining
and I'm past that Everybody's running in a maze like a lab
rat I'm just trying to sit and hit the next tax bracket
I'm not gonna lie,
I better make a hundred million before I die
I just want the biggest piece of the pie,
when I was young I didn't get it But now I know why,
money makes the world go round I said money makes the world
go round They said money makes the world go round Ayo,
money makes the world go round,
world go round
We control the world
We provide the blueprint and we give the instructions
We're the people in grainy photos on grassy knolls
We're the shaggy faces in smoky back rooms and darkened boardrooms
We're right here,
hiding in plain sight, buying and selling favors
Blackmail,
treason,
deceit,
these are our stock in trade