All About the Money (feat. Rick Ross)

I'm on my way to see my po

I ain't talkin' bout probation office

Talkin' bout my po partner just sent me 3 million dollars

(what the fuck that mean nigga?)

All my hoes go to the beauty parlor

Bought my ma a house today

Ill buy my auntie one tomorrow

I just left the phantom lot

I didn't do no paper work

300 k my paper work just like the new boys I'm a jerk

You bring your girl you'll finish her

Cause like R. Kelly I'm a flirt

I got work like bape n dem ghetto boy like facin' em

It ain't no mistaken him

Hottest boys out drake n him

Me juice mane and whaka n' dem

Ride around with choppas pimp

So how the hell you chop or flip you water bluffin' water wimp

There's no land next to Gucci money just ask wack and shock n' dem

Early buzz at the door (word)

My country boys they want some more (birds)

Early in the mornin'

Later in the evenin'

I'm all about that money man even when I'm sleeping

I'm all about that money

Don't make me send my goons to gunnin'

I'm all about that money

Don't make me send my goons to gunnin'

All about my money nigga run with my monopoly

Money my philosophy

Cocaine on my property

Yeah that bitch a stripper but there so much she can offer me

Gave me the connect he send me 77 off for me

Money build my confidence

Shawty show your competence

Before I get another bitch cause I be on some other shit

Higher than a mother ship

Louie in my 7 trae

Gucci in my other shit

Gucci pass the other day

30 rounds then I'm a hit 'em

I can make a hummer flip

I can make 100 flip

That's one bahama trip

Make your moma strip

I'm bout that dead prez

So for the bread I make you play a game of Simon says

Early buzz at the door (word)

My country boys they want some more (birds)

Early in the mornin'

Later in the evenin'

I'm all about that money man even when I'm sleeping

I'm all about that money

Don't make me send my goons to gunnin'

I'm all about that money

Don't make me send my goons to gunnin'

Like batman robbin' we be floggin' mobbin' inside Aston martins

Beg your pardon Gucci darlin'

More check than a check-o-slovin'

Whats your mother fuckin' problem?

Ross and Gucci I'm a rob em

How you gonna rob the robbers?

These home boys got too much armor

We got so much jewelry on

We just make your vision dizzy

Give your ass a charm and watch it make your fingers pissin'

Dammit boi I'm spillin' krissy yellow bitches

Blowin' kisses Ricky Ross about them digits on the stage or in the kitchen

Early buzz at the door (word)

My country boys they want some more (birds)

Early in the mornin'

Later in the evenin'

I'm all about that money man even when I'm sleeping

I'm all about that money

Don't make me send my goons to gunnin'

I'm all about that money

Don't make me send my goons to gunnin'