Ain't 'Bout Money

[Verse 1] How should I start this? I was at the Lamborghinni till I'm car sick Show's like [?] I'm charge in All these bottles you would think that I bought it Niggas blow my phone up Crispy cream and [?] my donut Everybody trying to rap but they flow suck Big sex, I can even make your phone blunt The rap game give it over Blowin on purple like I play for Minnesota Diamonds looking like a box of creoles' Broke bitches it's time to hang it up, poster Broke bitches I will knock you down, bulldozer I got so much paper you can't fit it in your folder I got so much paper you can't fit it in my pocket Regardless, I'ma hit the club and start balling [Hook] If it ain't about money, don't call my phone Time is money so it's time to go Everything I do I do it on my own What you talkin' bout? Now what you talkin' bout? If it ain't about money, don't call my phone Time is money so it's time to go Everything I do I do it on my own What you talkin' bout? Now what you talkin' bout? [Verse 2] My money got 100 legs And your money's just running place Trying to count my money need another day Money, money, money, money, yeah my money great So I'm bragging, movie begging Top of the game, call me Joe Madden No reebooks but I make classics Sleeping on me go and find yourself a mattress And tonight will I'm quite ill Money turn me on like a light bill All these bitches fake keep my eyes real Now watch me run the game in some white heels Everybody say Guyana's so nice [?] on the beat like I'm standing on the mic' Alright, OK, getting' money, all day (yeah) [Hook] If it ain't about money, don't call my phone Time is money so it's time to go Everything I do I do it on my own What you talkin' bout? Now what you talkin' bout? If it ain't about money, don't call my phone Time is money so it's time to go Everything I do I do it on my own What you talkin' bout? Now what you talkin' bout?