Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
I might have kids around the world
But I wouldn't fucking know
'Cause I've got so many bitches
That I'm in a vertigo
And I can not use a rubber
'Cause I'm so fucking skint
That when I go to a store
I can't buy a lousy mint
I own a Lamborghini
It's just a small model
My friend want it 'cause I'm in debt
So we had to royal rumble
He has this hot girl
They're like the beauty and the beast
'Cause I broke his fucking teeth
And can't afford a dentist
Yes, we can
No we can't 'cause I don't know no one that owns money
I would have fucking cry
But the situation is kind of funny
Borgore, what would you do if you'd be like, filthy rich
I'll buy the Olsen Twins and a private beach
I'm selling fucking tunes
Punishing different women
What can I say, bitches love my seamen
I'm always on the grind
But Its not for fucking skengz
I'm a motherfucking player with no money in the bank
(Money in the bank..)
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money