Ay homie, Man My Grandma Told Me Dog, 
Plies Sit Down Sumwhere Bwoi Money Ain't Everythang. 
I Told Her Shit How you Kno you Ain't Neva Had Nun

[Chorus:]
I'm Allergic To Broke, 
I'm Addicted To Stuntin', 
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes 
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money, 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money), 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money), 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money), 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money).

[Verse 1:] Plies
Call Me What U Want Bet U Can't Call Me Broke. 
You Pussy Ass Niggas Yall Who I Hustle For. 
U In Dese Street N U Ain't Getn Money U A Joke! 
I Got Fuck Up Money Nigga Money To Blow! 
U Throw Yours In Da Air I Throw Mines On Da Flo'. 
U Talk About Money I Kno How To Get It Though. 
I'ma Get Money N I'ma Die Two Thangs For Sho'. 
U Either Sell Dope Or Rob U Kno How It Go. 
I Grind For 20 Hours Nigga N Sleep 4. 
I Got Da 26's I Want DA 8's Though. 
I Got Five WHips I Want Five Mo'. 
I'm N Luv Wit Money Muthafuck A Hoe!

[Chorus: x2]
I'm Allergic To Broke, 
I'm Addicted To Stuntin', 
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes 
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money, 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money), 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money), 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money), 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money).

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Everythang From Dis Dro I Blow, 
Da 24's I Sit. Up Under Dis New Whip I Can't Get It From A Bitch.
U Kno Da First Gone Cum N Da Bills Be Due. One Day Da Hurs 
Gone Cum N Til Dey Do Im Gone Get, Meals On Top Of Meals. 
Damn How A Hata Feel. 
Dey Talkin About It, 
Im Tryna Get It Forreal. 
Hey Dey Pretendin About It But I Can Get It Forreal. 
I Done Slung Every Drug U Can Deal
(Yeah) Plenty Times I Could've Been Killed, 
But Not Only Did I Live U Should 
See How Niggas Live. 
Gotta Water Flood Property, 
Dey Both Back At Her Crib, 
Movie Wit Denzel N Da Nigga Actin Forreal. 
I Used To Not Have It To Spend But 
Now I Got It To Give. 
96 Impala N Challengin Niggas To Steal. 
My Neck Gone Swell, 
Everythang On Chill. 
Ima Ball Til I Fall Keyword UNTIL. Yeah.

[Chorus: x2]
I'm Allergic To Broke, 
I'm Addicted To Stuntin', 
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes 
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money, 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money), 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money), 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money), 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money).

[Verse 3: Plies]
If U Can Count It N Ya Hands U Ain't Got Enough. 
I Want A Money Machine To Count Mines Brah. 
I'm Tired Of Da Shoe Box I Wanna See Money Trucks. 
U Everythang Wit Money Witout It Ya Fuck! 
Talk To A Broke Nigga I Bet His Lyf Rough, 
Talk To A Rich Nigga I Bet He Cheer Ya Up. 
I Don't Need No Homeboys 
I Need My Pockets Stuffed. 
Cuz Im Runnin Out Of Time Nigga Im N A Rush. 
Cuz Its A Fucked Up Feeling To Ya Pockets Touch. 
U Gettin A Quarter Now, U Shoot For A Bird. 
U Got Ya First Stack Now Hustle For A Third. 
Cuz Money Make Da World Go Round If U Ain't Heard. 
If I EVa Go To Prison Money Gone Be Da Reason. 
And If Im Lyin God, Stop me From Breathin. 
Im Tryin To Live Good, 
Homie Im Tired Of Strugglin' 
N To Be Honest Wit Ya Dog Im Tired Of Hustlin'. 

[Chorus: x2]
I'm Allergic To Broke, 
I'm Addicted To Stuntin', 
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes 
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money, 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money), 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money), 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money), 
Im in Love Wit Money(Money).