ترانه:
Money B

niggaz getting money from the fucking start I think I'm Big Meech, (woo) Larry Hoover, (woo) Gettin work, Hallelujah One nation, under God, real niggaz getting money

you like us you gon' hate us But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers 'cause, friends turn to haters And, some turn to traitors But my money never changes (mhum) So in Money

I'ma [Chorus - B.o.B] Make a lot of money (Make a lot of money) And I'm-and I'm gonna quit this, quit this (Quit this) Crazy scene [B.o.B] Fuck the money

yo worm But here's your turn Shit go ahead bust shots at me Cause fucking hoe's and making money the priority Hook: I got my mind on my money I ain

want mine Where my fuckin money? ! [HOOK:] I ain't speakin foreign... you know what I'm saying Better have my bread nigga I ain't playin (Bitch... where my fucking money

shows all seven days of the week Top of the line rides flying up and down the street Any kind of car C.M.B boys could claim it (Cash Money Boys) Lexus

real B.G. 'Bout trigga play, trigga play Cash money is a army nigga A navy nigga So if you ever try to harm me nigga It ain't gravy nigga Cash money

deal with many women but treat dimes fair, and I'm bigger than the city lights down in Times Square Yeah, yeah yeah [Chorus] [Verse Three: Notorious B.I.G.] Uhh, uhhh B

, count money all day Count money all day, count money all, money all Count money all day, count money all day, count money all Money all, money all, money