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Red Cafe - Money Money Money

feat. Diddy & Fabolous

[Background:]
Money money money
Money money money
[repeated]

[Red Cafe:]
Hey hey, everydayday I hustle everyday I'm getting money
If her pussy good everyday I'm spending money
Throw it in the bag, throw it in the bag
I ain't got credit but your dog got cash
Money money money stay out of my lane
Your team running laps,
My team run the game
This is America ain't shit free
I need my money tall, at least six three
Blaacka blaacka blaacka
Money money money
Any given day I'm pouring honey on your honey
And I murder everybody OKAY everyday say it
Money money money
If you broke I'm sorry

[Hook:]
Money money money
Money money money
That girl need
Money money money
My people need
Money money money
What else, that girl need
Money money money
She getting
Money money money
She getting
Money money money
I'm getting

[Diddy:]
Wake up in the morning
Take a money shower
Now I'm smelling like money got the money and the power
Bad boy money, Martin and Will
My face good money the should put me on the bill
I pioneered the jets and the yachts and the shoppers
Crushing model chicks, throwing minks on the toddlers
Nasdaq money, Dow Jones homes
Money money money motherfucker daddy's home
Cash money young money bad boy money
Shorty said I boss never throw toy money
So blah blah make that thing bounce with these hundred dollar bills
Now I'm getting money I ball
I remember I had no money at all
Now I'm so shallow name brand apparel
I'm in that new new everyday wanna battle

Blaacka blaacka blaacka
Money money money
Any given day I'm pouring honey on your honey
And I murder everybody OKAY everyday say it
Money money money
If you broke I'm sorry

[Chorus]

[Fabolous:]
Clap for that money like the booty on shorty then
Ya'll just keep clapping studio audience
Told her stretch it out like she do it in the [? ]
And bust it bust it bust it like she snuck a glock 40 in
Daddy gon show you how a store feel
I got millions of ways young [? ]
Married to the money
Faithful to the millions
Got my money up
Safe as up in ceilings

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