by Wyclef Jean / Am G F C / {intro} Some live for the bill, some kill for the bill She whine for the bill, grind for the bill (and she used to be the sweetest girl) Some steal for the bill, if they got to pay they bill (and she used to be the sweetest girl) Tonight Wyclef, Akon, Weezy on the bill In high school she was that girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym (Just to get a peek again, she's a 10) In high school she was that girl that make me do the hula hoop around the gym (Just to get a peek again, she's a 10) Never thought that she would come and work for the president, Mr. George Washington (Where my money at?) She thought he'd call (Where my money at?) She had a good day, bad day, sunny day, rainy day All he wanna know is, where my money at? Closed legs don't get fed, go out there and make my bread All he wanna know is, where my money at? She ended up in a road car, bruised up, scarred hard All he wanna know is, where my money at? She thought he'd call (Where my money at?) {refrain} See I'm going to tell you like Wu told me Cash rules everything around me Singing dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar, dollar bill y'all) Singing dollar dollar bill y'all, yeah (dollar, dollar bill y'all) {refrain} Pimping got harder because, girls got smarter On the strip is something they don't wanna be a part of Rather be up in the club shaking for a dub Then triple times the money and spending it like they want to They got their mind on they money, money on their mind They got their finger on the trigger, hand on the nines Today they feel the struggle, but staying on the ground Nobody taking from us, and that's the bottom line But I know there's a drop in the block You move slow, you getting pressure from cops You don't know, you got to lay low, because 25 to life is no joke To all my real gorillas thugging On top of corners every day struggling To all the women getting' money, washing dollar bills like laundry {refrain} {refrain} Money, money-money-money Money, money-money-money It drives the world crazy (Break it down) She used to be the sweetest girl ever Now she like sour amaretto She wears a dress to the T like the letter And if you make it rain she will be under the weather She used to run track back in high school Now she tricks off the track right by school She takes a loss because she don't wanna see her child lose So respect her, I'll pay up for the time used And then she runs to the pastor And he tells her there will be a new chapter But she don't feel no different after And then he asks her... where my money at? {refrain} {refrain} {intro} To all the sweetest girls out there, where my money at? |
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