[00:00.00] 作词 : D. Carter/L. Mollings/J. Mollings/A. Harr/J. Jackson
[00:00.00] 作曲 : D. Carter/L. Mollings/J. Mollings/A. Harr/J. Jackson
[00:00.00][Intro]
[00:02.85]Yeah
[00:03.21]Money on my mind, money on my mind (Yeah)
[00:06.33]Money on my mind, money —money on my mind (Yeah)
[00:09.51]Money on my mind, money on my mind (That's right)
[00:12.30]Money—money on my mind
[00:13.83]So money is all I think of (That's right)
[00:16.05]Money on my mind, money on my mind (Bitch)
[00:18.96]Money on my mind, m—m—m—money on my mind (You know)
[00:21.63]M—m—m—money on my mind (Bitch)
[00:23.34]Money—money on my mind (Bitch)
[00:24.93]Money —money on my mind
[00:26.43]So money is all I think of (Ayy)
[00:28.11]Yeah
[00:28.32][Verse 1]
[00:28.50]Stepping out the mother****in' car, they in awe (Yeah)
[00:31.50]I'm looking like a star, bitch, when you see me, make a wish
[00:34.80]Holler at your mother****in' boy, JR (Brr)
[00:37.98]Birdman my pa, bitch, ball bred, born rich (Yeah)
[00:41.55]Dear Mr. Toilet, I'm the shit
[00:43.95]Got these other haters pissed 'cause my toilet paper thick
[00:47.07]I know
[00:48.06]But trip and that 40 make a chip out a potato-head wimp
[00:51.81]Then like ranch, I dip (Gone)
[00:53.94]And the hustle is all muscle, just strength
[00:56.61]When it comes to that weight, I don't struggle, I just lift (One, two)
[01:00.30]I got my hand on the game, yeah, I make a grip (Yeah)
[01:03.63]Hundred grand in my fist, same on my wrist
[01:06.60]Get key money from a quarter, blame it on my wrist (Haha)
[01:09.81]I whip coke like hoes, nigga, I'm a pimp (Yeah)
[01:13.08]Lil nigga 'bout to rape the market
[01:15.54]If we talking 'bout money, baby, now we talkin'
[01:18.78][Chorus]
[01:20.22]Yeah
[01:22.08]**** bitches, **** bitches, **** bitches (Yeah)
[01:28.08]Get money, get money, get money (Bitch), yeah
[01:34.41]Get money, **** bitches
[01:36.36]**** bitches, get money
[01:38.55]**** bitches, get money
[01:40.29][Verse 2]
[01:43.89]Yeah
[01:44.34]Nigga get it in a slumber if you know how (Uh)
[01:47.91]In the heart of the summer, we need a snowplow
[01:51.06]What you know 'bout that? Baby, it's your time
[01:53.79]Coke transactions on the phone, we call it blowjobs (Yeah)
[01:57.21]Too fast for the feds, too cocky for the cops
[01:59.79]Had to ditch my old bitch, gettin' sloppy with the pots (Bitch)
[02:03.21]Hoppin' off the boat, meetin' papi at the docks (What up?)
[02:06.12]He tell me I'm gainin' weight, I tell him I'm gettin' paid (Yeah)
[02:09.63]Money over bitches, I'm yelling it to the grave
[02:12.57]Developed at a young age (What?), go after what pays (Yeah)
[02:16.20]These Gabbana sunshades block the sun rays (Bitch)
[02:19.20]I drop a car note in the mall on the first date (Damn)
[02:22.53]I gotta get it even if it's in the worst way (Yeah)
[02:25.74]That cake, like it's, it's my birthday
[02:28.77]New Orleans my birthplace, you heard me?
[02:31.44]Where money's more important than a person, nigga
[02:35.52][Chorus]
[02:36.00]Yeah
[02:37.86]**** bitches, **** bitches, **** bitches
[02:43.89]Get money, get money, get money (Bitch), yeah
[02:50.19]Get money, **** bitches
[02:52.20]**** bitches, get money
[02:56.91]**** bitches, get money
[02:59.22][Verse 3]
[03:00.03]Twisting up a blunt, thinking 'bout my next dollar (Okay)
[03:03.15]I'm digging in the game, tryna get some money out her (Okay)
[03:06.54]I'm so vain, it's a problem (Yeah)
[03:08.91]There ain't a stain on these Pradas (Uh-uh)
[03:11.01]I'm just bein' modest (Yeah)
[03:12.78]Got me a goddess, show her how to divide it (Bitch)
[03:15.93]She still down and she don't get none of the profit (Yeah)
[03:19.11]Wheel 'round the city, let the tints hide me
[03:21.87]That's a cold mother****er, whoever inside it (Yeah)
[03:25.32]Forever symbolizin' the grind, it don't walk to you
[03:28.77]I make it run like horses do (Uh)
[03:31.32]Giddy up, baby, if he got it, then hit him up, baby (Yeah)
[03:35.04]I know it's crazy, but I can't get enough, baby (Yeah)
[03:38.40]I love it, I ****in' love it
[03:40.86]I'm a self-made millionaire, **** the public (Hah)
[03:44.31]Ridin' to myself, 'cause I don't **** with nothin'
[03:47.25]Pistol on my lap on the way to the money
[03:50.16][Chorus]
[03:51.81]Yeah
[03:53.64]**** bitches, **** bitches, **** bitches
[03:59.67]Get money, get money, get money, yeah
[04:05.97]Get money, **** bitches
[04:08.67]**** bitches, get money
[04:10.14]**** bitches, get money

作词 : D. Carter/L. Mollings/J. Mollings/A. Harr/J. Jackson
作曲 : D. Carter/L. Mollings/J. Mollings/A. Harr/J. Jackson
Yeah
Money on my mind, money on my mind (Yeah)
Money on my mind, money —money on my mind (Yeah)
Money on my mind, money on my mind (That's right)
Money—money on my mind
So money is all I think of (That's right)
Money on my mind, money on my mind (Bitch)
Money on my mind, m—m—m—money on my mind (You know)
M—m—m—money on my mind (Bitch)
Money—money on my mind (Bitch)
Money —money on my mind
So money is all I think of (Ayy)
Yeah
Stepping out the mother****in' car, they in awe (Yeah)
I'm looking like a star, bitch, when you see me, make a wish
Holler at your mother****in' boy, JR (Brr)
Birdman my pa, bitch, ball bred, born rich (Yeah)
Dear Mr. Toilet, I'm the shit
Got these other haters pissed 'cause my toilet paper thick
I know
But trip and that 40 make a chip out a potato-head wimp
Then like ranch, I dip (Gone)
And the hustle is all muscle, just strength
When it comes to that weight, I don't struggle, I just lift (One, two)
I got my hand on the game, yeah, I make a grip (Yeah)
Hundred grand in my fist, same on my wrist
Get key money from a quarter, blame it on my wrist (Haha)
I whip coke like hoes, nigga, I'm a pimp (Yeah)
Lil nigga 'bout to rape the market
If we talking 'bout money, baby, now we talkin'
Yeah
**** bitches, **** bitches, **** bitches (Yeah)
Get money, get money, get money (Bitch), yeah
Get money, **** bitches
**** bitches, get money
**** bitches, get money
Yeah
Nigga get it in a slumber if you know how (Uh)
In the heart of the summer, we need a snowplow
What you know 'bout that? Baby, it's your time
Coke transactions on the phone, we call it blowjobs (Yeah)
Too fast for the feds, too cocky for the cops
Had to ditch my old bitch, gettin' sloppy with the pots (Bitch)
Hoppin' off the boat, meetin' papi at the docks (What up?)
He tell me I'm gainin' weight, I tell him I'm gettin' paid (Yeah)
Money over bitches, I'm yelling it to the grave
Developed at a young age (What?), go after what pays (Yeah)
These Gabbana sunshades block the sun rays (Bitch)
I drop a car note in the mall on the first date (Damn)
I gotta get it even if it's in the worst way (Yeah)
That cake, like it's, it's my birthday
New Orleans my birthplace, you heard me?
Where money's more important than a person, nigga
Yeah
**** bitches, **** bitches, **** bitches
Get money, get money, get money (Bitch), yeah
Get money, **** bitches
**** bitches, get money
**** bitches, get money
Twisting up a blunt, thinking 'bout my next dollar (Okay)
I'm digging in the game, tryna get some money out her (Okay)
I'm so vain, it's a problem (Yeah)
There ain't a stain on these Pradas (Uh-uh)
I'm just bein' modest (Yeah)
Got me a goddess, show her how to divide it (Bitch)
She still down and she don't get none of the profit (Yeah)
Wheel 'round the city, let the tints hide me
That's a cold mother****er, whoever inside it (Yeah)
Forever symbolizin' the grind, it don't walk to you
I make it run like horses do (Uh)
Giddy up, baby, if he got it, then hit him up, baby (Yeah)
I know it's crazy, but I can't get enough, baby (Yeah)
I love it, I ****in' love it
I'm a self-made millionaire, **** the public (Hah)
Ridin' to myself, 'cause I don't **** with nothin'
Pistol on my lap on the way to the money
Yeah
**** bitches, **** bitches, **** bitches
Get money, get money, get money, yeah
Get money, **** bitches
**** bitches, get money
**** bitches, get money