He's a sweet, soul, brotherMoney, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
You make me feel so good
Money, money, moneyMoney, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, moneyIn the world of change, here I am
Tryin' to have some thangs
So what you need is some game to get your money man
Ohh baby, in the world of paper, paperThinkin' of a master plan
'Cause ain't nuttin' but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pockets, all my money is spent
So I dig deeper, but still comin' up with lintSo I start my mission, leave my residence
Thinkin' how can I get some dead presidents
I need money, I used to see a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I didI used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuttin' funny
Stop smilin', 'cause still don't nuttin' move but the money
'Cause now I've learned to earn 'cause I'm righteous
I feel great, so maybe I might justSearch for a 9 to 5, and if I strive
Then maybe I'll stay alive
So I walk up the street, whistlin' this
Feelin' out of place 'cause man, do I missA pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and Warren G, and a big fat plate of
Chicken wings, 'cause that's my favorite thang
But without no money man that shit's a dream'Cause I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I've made
Soon as I bust 'em see if I got pull
I hit the dogghouse, 'cause I'm paid in fullIn the world of change, here I am
Tryin' to have some thangs
So what you need is some game to get your money man
Ohh baby, in the world of paper, paperMoney, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, moneyW-w-well, w-w-well, oh baby
W-w-well, w-w-well, oh baby, oh baby
W-w-well, w-w-well, oh baby
W-w-well, w-w-well, oh baby, oh baby