Money And What Lyrics & Chords By Geoffrey Paris

We've got that dough
Don't you know, we're so rich and famous
We smoke that dro
I'm alone, now we gettin' naked
Don't shake your money maker
Just get the money babe
Don't shake your money maker
Just get paid

We've got that dough
Don't you know, we're so rich and famous
We smoke that dro
I'm alone, now we gettin' naked
Don't shake your money maker
Just get the money babe
Don't shake your money maker
Just get paid

When I show up at the club
Paparazzi in my way
I got a lot to say and fuck
Baby I don't fuck around like peaches
I'm not having sex on the beaches
I wrap 'em up in the bleaches
Show them all the cute cheerleaders

How to break it down like this
Break it down like this
I got method high in bliss
I got them beggin' for a kiss
I'm a super glamour bitch
Superman to Superwoman
My style so reckless
I put the steam in the heat
That’s why these bitches are all so jealous

When I roll up on them dumps
I get them gangster's lookin'
If I'm headlinin' the show
I get the managers bookin'
If I'm not quite through the door
And I make your girlfriend blow
Melt down, wanna get in this bitch
Imma make you get low

So get get, get low
Won't you get get, get low
Get get, get low
Won't you get get, get low
Get get, get low
Won't you get get, get low
Get get, get low
Won't you get get, get low

When I show up at the club
They'll be like (oh fuck)
When I roll up with my clique
They'll be like (oh shit)
When I throw off all this mo-money
When I throw off all this mo-money
When I throw off all this money
I'll be like (and what, bitch!)

When I show up at the club
They'll be like (oh fuck)
When I roll up with my clique
They'll be like (oh shit)
When I throw off all this mo-money
When I throw off all this mo-money
When I throw off all this money
I'll be like (and what bitch!)

We've got that dough
Don't you know, we're so rich and famous
We smoke that dro
I'm alone, now we gettin' naked
Don't shake your money maker
Just get the money babe
Don't shake your money maker
Just get paid

We've got that dough
Don't you know, we're so rich and famous
We smoke that dro
I'm alone, now we gettin' naked
Don't shake your money maker
Just get the money babe
Don't shake your money maker
Just get paid

I got money and what
Fashionista in love
With that Bling Bling
Make me sing, gimme green
Spend it up

Dolce & Gabbana
Gimme that Fendi and Prada
Making the paparazzi wanna blow
You think I'm Lady GaGa
Put a mirror in front of my face
I think my reflection's lace
'Cause it's screaming something out at me
Like I'm fabulous, I'm fabulous
Yo I think I flunked my calculus
Yo I think I lost my meds
My mama always told me I have a screw loose in my head
Come and get it, I got it, you want it
I need it and I must admit
You got the dough to make me throw up
Go to my motel, make yeah yeah yeah

When I show up at the club
They'll be like (oh fuck)
When I roll up with my clique
They'll be like (oh shit)
When I throw off all this mo-money
When I throw off all this mo-money
When I throw off all this money
I'll be like (and what bitch)

When I show up at the club
They'll be like
When I roll up with my clique
They'll be like

I got ten thousand dollar cocaine on my nose
Mr. officer, throw me down if you wanna go
But start from left side
'Cause I'm a little bit ticklish
From the empty pockets on my right side
Call me your lovasa
But after I'm done with ya
The only thing you'll be callin' me
Is a capital H, Haustella
That's what I said
And I bet you'll be jealous until I'm d-d-dead

Throw me down, into a grave
Just promise me that you'll bury me in Prada
I promise you that really won't give a fuck, yeah
Hold me down, shoot me up raw
Just promise me that you won't fuck up my lip gloss
I promise you that I won't, I won't
I won't, I won't make a sound

When I show up at the club
They'll be like (oh fuck)
When I roll up with my clique
They'll be like (oh shit)
When I throw off all this mo-money
When I throw off all this mo-money
When I throw off all this money
I'll be like (and what bitch)

When I show up at the club
They'll be like (oh fuck)
When I roll up with my clique
They'll be like (oh shit)
When I throw off all this mo-money
When I throw off all this mo-money
When I throw off all this money
I'll be like (and what bitch)

We've got that dough
Don't you know, we're so rich and famous
We smoke that dro
I'm alone, now we gettin' naked
Don't shake your money maker
Just get the money babe
Don't shake your money maker
Just get paid

We've got that dough
Don't you know, we're so rich and famous
We smoke that dro
I'm alone, now we gettin' naked
Don't shake your money maker
Just get the money babe
Don't shake your money maker
Just get paid

And what bitch
Bitch
Bitch
And what bitch
Bitch
Bitch
And what bitch
Bitch
Bitch
And what bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch