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Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money

The money talks and everything's about money without a question
So if you're not holding then get to stepping
'Cause nowadays it's hard with no money to stay alive
Some people might do anything, it goes with the will to survive
But just as long as your pockets are full of dough it's all good
And that's the way it is inside the hood
My mind is on my money, yo, and I don't have a second to waste
I'm working hard, tryna save and fill up my safe
Before I die I want a mansion and a Lamborghini
A bank account so fat that Donald Trump would wanna be me
I got my mind made up and nothing's gonna change how I feel
'Cause oh wee, I love money

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Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money

Yo, life ain't nothing but snitches and dough
Ain't got no love for a snitch, but I love me some cash flow
I like to keep my pockets swollen
My bank account stacked real fat, and my little stash spot holding
'Cause yo, I'm all about ends
'Cause when I had no ends, I had no friends or no type of skins
With no dollars I had to strive, I even tried
To go out and get me a nine to five
But now a brother got grands, and peoples be like, "Fam
Ayo, BK, yeah, that's my man"
I guess that's how that shit go (Aight)
But from the nine on I'ma let you know
Yo, I'm getting money

Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money

They say that M.O.N.E.Y. is the root of all evil
But I can't tell, I know this brother now that's living swell
He's got the finest women in the world you ever saw
Riding all on his dick and damn near knocking down his door
I guess that goes along with having dough and, yo, it's funny
'Cause no one ever knew my man until he had some money
But now he drives a Lexus and he's got more bacon than Michael Jordan
So people treat him like he's important
And it's good to see that, 'cause I believe that
A person getting loot should get the
Props he deserves without feedback
But dig, be smart about the way you choose to use it
And spend your money wisely, or you could lose it

Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money
Make money, money, make money, money, money

Yeah, Double X back in the house getting
G money, you know what I'm saying?
I'm Sheek Louch and I wanna say peace to my strong peoples
The Coalition out there in Hilltown
Uh, and we out

Writer(s): Mack Rice

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