feat. Foxy Brown
[Intro: Foxy Brown]
Uh, what, c`mon
Foxy Brown, uh, Horace Brown, what, remix, uh
[Foxy Brown]
And y`all all see me, frontin` in a Z iced out
with all my Firm bino`s nigga, bet we diced out and on the low
My steez, consists of three`s and triple three`s
and six figures of three`s, and chromed SE`s
Chillin` on the villa, stackin` my swilla
with a luga luga, the nine Rugar
Italiano, with some Columbian cats, bubblin` my stacks
The richest, Mr and Mrs, the double Browns
[Chorus: Horace Brown]
One for the money (`one, one, one one`)
Two for the show (`two, two, two two `)
Three to get the honeys (`three, three, three three`)
Here we go (`hit, hit, hit me`)
One for the money (`one, one, one one`)
Two for the show (`two, two, two two`)
Three to get the honeys (`three, three, three three`)
Here we go (`hit, hit, hit me`)
[Verse One: Horace Brown]
M-O-N-E-Y, it`s all good with me
Cause finally I can afford the life of luxury
And I remember in the day, mamma had to work so hard
just to pay, all the money spent, had to get another job
And now we`re living in a (Eight room mansion, on the hill)
And we sippin` on (Sippin` on champagne, when we chill)
And we ridin` (Lex, Coupe, Beamers and the Benz)
All over the world (From the East to the West coast, makin` ends)
See, we do it
[Chorus] w ad libs
[Verse Two: Horace Brown]
It`s true, it`s what we live for
We love to sing, we gonna freak you up and down
It`s how we do our thing
And to the ladies in the house tonight, lookin` fly
You got it right, it`s gonna be an after party
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