Monay lyrics

f/ Dr. Dre



[ King T ]

I never wanted to work for muthafuckas

That told me what to do, so I did my own thing

Sometimes shit got thick, but I made it through

Now I`m stackin chips everytime the phone ring

I`m in a world of liars and carnivores

Caught between fires, dope dealin suppliers

But I must maintain, think on a level much higher

This shit ain`t worth a 25 to lifer

People always askin me how I made it in this trade

Papparazzi got my biz front page

Well, all I gotta say is it`s a good livin`

Beside cars and women this shit gets the bills paid



[ CHORUS ]

(People of the world, what we`re livin for?)

That money (money) fast money (money) yeah

(People of the world, what we`re dyin for?)

That money (money) fast money (money) yeah

(Everybody`s goin crazy for)

That money (money) fast money (money) yeah

(Fuckin with your head, I can get some of yo)

Money (money) cash money (money) yeah



[ Dr. Dre ]

How many niggas can say they got they own

Got they shit together, got a a nice stash to do whatever

Ah, you`re sittin at home, hatin on the next man

That`s makin cheddar, tryin to get his shit together

I dreamed of hittin licks when I first got in the mix

Way back when DJ`s was heavy in the crates for breaks

And ain`t a damn thing changed

But me movin out the firin range to a plushed out estate

Small technicalities y`all heard for years

Niggas with the problems always out to battle me

But I gets my swerve on, don`t give a fuck

It`s just a nigga talkin shit about his bullshit salary



[ CHORUS ]



[ King T ]

Since talk is extra it`s cut short like Webster`s

Show me the money or invest this

I`m street smart, fuck a lecture

Messin with mine`ll get you put on a stretcher

Lock your jaw like a pitbull apply the pressure

Straight bout it, buildin ideas with self-made millionaires

To get the dancefloors crowded

Hah, how`s that black, limousine pull up on the scene

Ladies clean, deja-vu`s of a wet dream

I got enough cream to cater women

For any chick that can fade me more than Henny

Plus the remedy to make that hard shit

At the end of each quarter I`m reapin the largeset harvest

If I ain`t in L.A. sippin Aliz?

Plottin how to make a meal ticket in a day

All I gotta say it`s a good livin

Besides cars and women this shit gets the bills paid



[ CHORUS 2X ]



The root of all evil

And I got a gang of that shit

Whaaaat!



(Money makes the world go round

Money makes the world go round)
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