Baby E. – Money, Money, Money


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Money, money, money, baby
That's all I can think about
And unless your name is Mary Jane
You ain't the girl I'm singin' 'bout

[Verse 1]
It's Baby E, the prodigy; get a woman 'side of me
I could be romantic, but you'll never see that side of me
Gold diggin', money-hungry, name-droppin' hoes
Worry 'bout the names on the tags of my clothes
I don't never pay for pussy, I just let the pussy chase me
And if she ever leaves me then I just find a replacement
Time is my money, baby, don't be actin' crazy
I don't never pay for pussy, I just let the pussy chase me


[Verse 2]
Top-floor suites, lookin' down on Wall Street
Like, damn, this is what I dreamed about in Florida
Standin' on the stage, rockin' shows out in Georgia
Smokin' Mary Jane; out to me from California
Yeah, life gets better by the second
I just wake up in the morning and I stare at my reflection
Tell myself I'm great cause everybody says it's destined
My style's a little different, but my flow is never questioned
Best believe I'll make a thousand thousands (thousand thousands)
And then I'll make another thousand thousands (thousand thousands)


It's Mr. Ethan Lowery, cash rules everything around me
(Let's go)


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