Armz House Records
She don’t love me, she no love me
She just love money, she no love me
Mi say, she don’t love me, she no love me
Mi say, she don’t love me
She just did want fuck a money man
A money man
Something ’bout a money man
She will suck your buddy, Don (clean, clean, clean)
You a money man, nothing don’t fucking wrong
She want fuck a money man
A money man
Rich man with cocky weh long
She take ‘way mi millions
Mi millions
Lef’ me with ’round 50 grand
Another life
Man couldn’t live another life
Mi money nuff up, that a wha’ me like
Couldn’t live another life
Every gyal a say, «Da bredda yah hype»
Tag pon mi clothes so you see the price
Couldn’t live another life
Full of clothes, full of beats
Gyal cyan say me live an acapella life
Tell the boy, » ‘tep aside» (move!)
Say wha’ you waan, me buy you wha’ you like
Money fi waste, tell mi belt say fi take a hike
Yeah, me hype
Mi chain make draws never dry
14 karat, good fi me, fi mi eyes
Yeah, me hype
Fi real, me like smoke, but fi fly every week is a better high
She waan fuck a money man
A money man
Something ’bout a money man
She will suck your buddy, Don (clean, clean, clean)
You a money man, nothing don’t fucking wrong
She waan fuck a money man
A money man
Rich man with cocky weh long
She take ‘way mi millions
Mi millions
Lef’ me with ’round 50 grand
That a you
Top notch bitch, that a you
Just me, you, and the money, what a crew
That a true
Look pon mi bank account, what a few
Ice ’round mi neck so cold, what a flu
Dem fi know say, you have levels to this
Your friend dem rich nuh fuck, and dem no do shit
She waan fi get a man weh inna the clique
Let me tell you this
She just did waan fuck a money man
A money man
Something ’bout a money man
She will suck your buddy, Don
You a money man, nothing don’t fucking wrong
She waan fuck a money man
A money man
Rich man with cocky weh long
She take ‘way mi millions
Mi millions
Lef’ me with ’round 50 grand
Another life
Man couldn’t live another life
Mi money nuff up, that a wha’ me like
Couldn’t live another life
Every gyal a say, «Da bredda yah hype»
Tag pon mi clothes so you see the price
Couldn’t live another life
Full of clothes, full of beats
Gyal cyan say me live an acapella life
Tell the boy, «step aside» (move!)
Say wha’ you waan, me buy you wha’ you like
Money fi waste, tell mi belt say fi take a hike
Yeah, me hype
Mi chain make draws never dry
14 karat, good fi me, fi mi eyes
Yeah, me hype
Fi real, me like smoke, but fi fly every week is a better high
She just did waan fuck a money man
A money man
Something ’bout a money man
She will suck your buddy, Don (clean, clean, clean)
You a money man, nothing don’t fucking wrong
She waan fuck a money man
A money man
Rich man with cocky weh long
She take ‘way mi millions
Mi millions