keep ya mind together here we go baby (aight aight)]] Verse 3 Whatever is clever (it) aint always the best way to go /better wit cheddar I/n on my money
lifetime friend Crazy as a rocket, nothin' in my pocket, I keep it at the rainbow's end I never think of money, I think of milk 'n honey, grinnin' like
the Fendi print And this shit right here for the listeners pleasure I'm still on the strip with the fifth and my ever It's TO N Y, stay with a semi Milk
devil or it may be the Lord But you're gonna have to serve somebody Might be a rock 'n' roll addict, prancing on the stage Might have money and drugs
money, mo money, mo money, mo money, mo money, mo money, mo money, mo money, mo money They ask me do I got a wife Mo money, mo money, mo They ask me
smoke by my side The head tilt, just like silk, she made me get milk The hobos, just smoke on the blunt super built Snatch yo bitches ass if she went in my stash Make money
n bout, already I'm just saying though [Hook - 2x] It's going down, know I'm tal'n bout (Know I'm tal'n bout) I'm on the grind, know I'm tal'n bout (
go? I could be your baby, you can be my honey And let's spend time, not money I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff Milky, milky cocoa Mix your milk with
none Yeah, I just make 'em think they gonna get some Play up they mind a lil' bit, and get that money Oh Ice Cube, can I have some money please Give you money
should I watch Matt Damon cry without her at my side? I pined as days went by but now it's fine 'Cause in the end, we're such close friends Sugar-n-spice
misdemeanor Anyways, there's way more Important stuff that we can discuss 'N Sync making the band And Milli Vanilli have broken up Gas prices raises, the money
the Fendi print And this shit right here for the listeners pleasure I'm still on the strip with the fifth and my ever Its T-O-N-Y Stay with a semi Milk
was cooler than hula hoops, high noon was your basic who's who of brutal truth. Hot summer gun or box-cutter slow dance turn a young'n to a dozen paper
Ground floor Shoppers' Paradise Habit dashery, needles, spoons and knives Knuckle dusters, glass jaws and wooden hearts Spend your money girls, on sprays
, yo lil' soldier, his lil' soldier Dey lil' soldier you gon be just like me, boy Woke up crying I'm pissed again Bad azz hollerin' it's milk again Fixed
' stay rich The cops on my trail so my track I switch See n***** with money shouldn't act like this Yeah, pimpin', there's some fraud 'round here N****
its light out.. y'all can find me were's money aka too 9 when inter to club full of ho's 'cause i told u bitch im hight off life just like we wish money