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Money is everything, money is everything,

Money, money, money, money, money, money, money,

Money is everything



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[First Verse]

Now think about it, isn't it a coincidence

Everybody wants them dead presidents?

See those that don't have it love jackin' you head to toe

And people that's clockin' a grip, always eager to make more

Cuz money can help your heart, and money can help you out

But if you're makin' too much of it, then money can help you die

And ain't that scary like Jason

You can't win for losin' cuz of the grip that you're makin'

Now this particular paper is like the power to the greedy

And a God to the hungry, keepin' life in the needy

And so we're brainwashed thinkin' of it

But don't get me wrong, cuz I love it

I used to like George Washington's way back when

Now I'm sprung on Benjamin Franklins

And with these people I could go on

Like so on, and so on, and so on, trip

Who bought your clothes and who bought your food?

Who bought your hoe and who bought your dude?

Cut the bullshit, tell me who you tryin' to kid?

Cuz you didn't buy shit, your money did

Get the picture?



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[Second Verse]

There once lived a low-income woman with a child

Lookin' for single men with money she could date

Finally met a man that her daughter called Daddy

But homies comin' up short on the stakes

She let him be Daddy for awhile, cuz the dicks good

Plus he's fine and all swole lookin' bounty

But that don't mean shit when you're broke and you're hungry

That's why daughter's Daddy's new name is Mr. County

Check, this out, they say it's the root of all evil

And I could truly say in this case

A friend of mine was makin' that big time lunch meat

But then he made a small time lunch meat mistake

Cuz soon homie lost all his love for the small life

Forgot all of which he had came from before

And started gettin' greedy so another man sent a little bullet

And the bullet read "My homie had to go"

Cuz he thought....



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[Third Verse]

Now do you remember, when your elders used to scream

And tell you money ain't everything

They said it couldn't buy that, and it couldn't buy this

But money bought me everything that I'm gone get

Why is it, that all the fine freaks seem to jock it?

And it keeps me smilin' when I got it in my pockets?

Got a christmas treat for my kids and a tree seen

And yes to impress them hoochie females

And since it builds up my confidence

Hurry, hurry, for the dollars and cents

As far as it goes keep it comin', and

Oh how I like it in a woman

I like to see freaks when their hair is nice

With a good wig, tight clothes, sportin' fourteen K's

Now how in the Hell do you get it?

Money, money, money, money, money, so get with it

Now it's a shame when you lame as a zero

Cuz blacks, whites, as well as mexicans want dinero

And why you tryin' to win the lottery?

Cuz money's everything it's gotta be

So now you know



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