I just want the money
Bring me all my money
London on the track, bitch
I just want the money
Bring me all my money
I just want the money
Bring me all my money
I just want the money
Bring me all my money
I just want the money
Bring me all my money
I just want that money, nigga
I dont give no damn about no fame
I just get that head and go
Plus that lil bitch got a pink pussy like a yam
Ill pop it Ill make that booty say bang bang
Im icy so she failed to maintain her lane
Im so priceless I swear to God I cant complain
No no no no I cant
I woke up with a smiling face
Lil shorty keep following like she down to play
I cant fill my truck up with no fucking strays
But I can fill it up with all my bass
And thats no lie thats no lie
Im balling so hard I need Gatorade
Eat your candy now and later
I just want the money
Bring me all my money
I just want the money 
Bring me all my money
I just want the money
Bring me all my money 
I just want the money 
Bring me all my money 
My jewelry wet like water hose
I didnt buy no spinners I had stop and goes
Yeah I was tired started stopping goals
Used to rob for birds now Im flocking those
Hell yeah nigga flock 
King cobra nigga watch
The P stand for players they eat pies
The B stand for bodies who wan die? Hey!
Who wan motherfucking die today today?
Bought a gold casket I killed him and paid
I swear Im back in my John Dillinger ways
Go buy a milk carton he missing today
Get my cookie from San Fransisco Bay
Its time to start planning put on your game face
Godfather, I killed them all in one day
I meant a whole dime at one time oh my
I just want the money
Bring me all my money
I just want the money
Bring me all my money
I just want the money
Bring me all my money
I just want the money
Bring me all my money