Money Don’t Matter
[Chorus: male singer]
I got my hands all over your girl
Man, I'm rocking her world and she loves me
You can buy everything she loves
But you can't buy hers with your money
She on E when she fucking with me
I got her up in the V, getting nasty
I got her shaking all way down to her knees
I get it all for free, holla at me
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Mister I ain't never gave a fuck about a girl
I'm ghetto, I'm thorough, I'm repping my borough
I'm out of my mind, girl my mind's on dinero
Probably thinking I'm the one
Tired of riding with a zero, zeroed up
I only hear chains, don't hear no slut
Red rose matching my clothes, don't wear no cup
Headphones, channel my zone, she won't shut up
Dead tone, turn off my phone and roll one up
I'm getting to the paper, that's why I can't take ya
You mix business with pleasure, you're sliding down a danger
Girl, never mind the minor, 'cause I'ma do it major
They fine but you finer and I'm hotter than a laser
Lay 20 bitches down, stomp their pussy
You gon' have to peel it off the ground
I wanna knock 'em down though, I will it with my crown
It's just me and you nobody here to hear the sound
It gets scary when I pound, now
[Chorus: male singer]
I got my hands all over your girl
Man, I'm rocking her world and she loves me
You can buy everything she loves
But you can't buy hers with your money
She on E when she fucking with me
I got her up in the V, getting nasty
I got her shaking all way down to her knees
I get it all for free, holla at me
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Uh, cuffing only comes with a backlash
She got that you get money, you can clap pass and a fat ass
Her life shaking it, new bottles and black bags
Metal with the crew 22 bottles and smack fast
You will never appreciate nothing 'til you making some
So keep it real with me and keep it fake with them
Full phone book, travel out of the state with none
She looking for a trick, and you a major one
Told her she's running out of time, she bought me a watch
She know I beat her ass up, she calls me the box
A bad bitch is like the norm, they normally hot
I got a thousand co-signs, they all give me props
My jewelry extra, light up the mall with these rocks
Glock bodyguard, you niggas tour with the cops
You spending here, never see you at all when I shop
Keep your convo, fast forward the guap, I'm hot
[Chorus: male singer]
I got my hands all over your girl
Man, I'm rocking her world and she loves me
You can buy everything she loves
But you can't buy hers with your money
She on E when she fucking with me
I got her up in the V, getting nasty
I got her shaking all way down to her knees
I get it all for free, holla at me