[Intro: Fabolous]
I can't leave it like that.
M.C., F.A.B., H.B.
[Chorus: Fabolous]
Money, this, that, the other
Don't mean nothing other than
Jets and holidays, and
Chefs with hollandaise,
Expensive lingerie,
‘Cause I come home to you.
[Chorus: Mariah Carey]
Money, this, that, the other
Don't mean nothing other than
Jets and holidays, and
Chefs with hollandaise,
Expensive lingerie,
‘Cause I come home to you.
[Bridge: Fabolous]
Come on, Mariah, and let's get higher!
Come on, Mariah, and let's get higher!
Hit-Boy on the beat, oh yeah, that's timeless,
Oh, you know that's timeless!
[Verse 1: Mariah Carey]
Baby, ‘cause your love is good
That's why I be on it,
Zonin', callin', phonin' for you, baby.
And I dream the impossible dream
When you and I are alone.
[Chorus: Mariah Carey]
Money, this, that, the other
Don't mean nothing other than
Jets and holidays, and
Chefs with hollandaise,
Expensive lingerie,
‘Cause I come home to you.
[Verse 2: Fabolous]
Shorty like to vacay, do it with the hood here,
Shorty like a bad boy, ax ‘em what's good with her,
Shorty like a good shoe, shorty like a nice bag,
Shorty be expensive, it shows like a price tag.
Shorty swole back there, I'ma need to ice that,
Shorty got the cake, though, you niggas never slice that,
Shorty like them Rollies, shorty know what time it is,
Met a few gazies, I showed her what a diamond is.
[Chorus: Mariah Carey]
Money, this, that, the other
Don't mean nothing other than
Jets and holidays, and
Chefs with hollandaise,
Expensive lingerie,
‘Cause I come home to you.
[Verse 1: Mariah Carey]
Baby, ‘cause your love is good
That's why I be on it,
Zonin', callin', phonin' for you, baby.
And I dream the impossible dream
When you and I are alone.
[Chorus: Mariah Carey]
Money, this, that, the other
Don't mean nothing other than
Jets and holidays, and
Chefs with hollandaise,
Expensive lingerie,
‘Cause I come home to you.
[Verse 3: Hit-Boy]
Money over here, we ain't even gotta say it,
Just know I'm gettin' money every time they play it,
I ain't got no beef but when I do, I'm gon' filet it.
And it costs to be the boss so I go ahead and pay it,
‘Cause that's just who I am.
Eatin' like it's Thanksgiving, not just for the fam,
Picture me rollin' 2Pac and for the ‘Gram,
With my Rollie in the sky, do it big, baby, baby.
[Chorus: Mariah Carey]
Money, this, that, the other
Don't mean nothing other than
Jets and holidays, and
Chefs with hollandaise,
Expensive lingerie,
‘Cause I come home to you.