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"Money ain't a thing if I got it"Money ain't a thing if I got itBefore the money, there was loveBut before the money, it was toughThen came the money through a plugIt's a shame this ain't enough, yoSitting back plotting, jotting information on my nationReally started from the bottom, boy, cottonBut they still planting plantations, we keep buying inClosed-minded men, pride is higher than the prices on your Pradas andBalenciagas, balance my soccer with the henny aguaMe and my niggas tryna eat, you pussies empanadaThe flow like plenty lavaWith just a penny I could multiply my worthAnd make you work for me for twenty hoursI swear these niggas love to copy, thanks for listeningThis kid ain't been the same since Biggie smacked me at my christeningWatch your tradition and please play it safeCause your position on the top is switching right in front your faceRocking on this bass with rhymes, I'm bustin' outHe duckin' down, got some missiles now, headed for your houseSo put the pistols down, got that red dot on your noseWho put the clown on lock, jaws like the blue knowsFroze, keep your mouth closed or you can see the solarSongtexteI got connections that guaranteed to see closed doorsYou hear that underground sonarThe way I flows, this wisdomThe Pros been on a missionListen into the chamber, get hyperbolicThey raisin' max, I raise stakes to keep the brolicMy bitches is macrocosmic, pass the chronicThe mastered sonics is lightyears above your consciousYou're novice, but I got notes that strike nervesI promise your minds ain't sharp like my swordsSo cut the BS, and don't worry where my jeans isAnd PS: Your bitch a genius, learnt from my penisI got dreams filling arenas and breaking bracketsTend this racket, while I'm cracking a SerenaGod damn, God bless the heaven that sent youBut now I'm breezing out, baby, cause my rent's dueShit is really real out hereI said shit is really real out hereJust trying to get a deal out hereI'm screaming cream, money ain't a thing if I got itWho fucking with the rap supreme?Joey Bad, the Big Preem came to collect the greenI got a dollar and a dream, know what I mean?And I gotta get my mama off the sceneI'm screaming creamWho fucking with the rap supreme?Joey Bad, the Big Preem came to collect the greenI got a dollar and a dream, know what I mean?And I gotta get my mama off the sceneCash ruined everything around meCash ruined everything around meCash ruined everything around meThey say money is the root of all evilI see money as the route of all peopleCause we all follow paper trails, paper trailsAnd everybody gotta pay their bills, pay their billsThey say money is the root of all evilI see money as the route of all peopleCause we all follow paper trails, paper trailsAnd everybody gotta pay their bills, pay their billsIt's the dollar dollar bill, y'allIt's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all It's the dollar dollar bill, y'allIt's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all It's the dollar dollar bill, y'allIt's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that kills, y'all It's the dollar dollar bill, y'allIt's the dollar dollar bill, it's the dollar bill that killsBefore the money, there was love, but before the money, it was toughThen came the money through a plug, it's a shame this ain't enough, yo Aus Songtexte Mania