Your lipstick stains Smells like a cheap hotel Diamond watches and a gold chain Can't make my frown turn around The boys always spending all their money on love The boys always spending all their money on love They wanna touch it, taste, see it, feel, clone it, own it, yeah yeah Dial it, dial it paper chaser, in get that money, yeah yeah You get high, fuck a bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you, have the time of your life I hope i don't lose it tonight Your bossed up swag Got then drooling like a new born bag The dollars in they eyes Got them blinded by a masquerade The boys always spending all their money on love The boys always spending all their money on love They wanna touch it, taste it, see it, feel it, clone it, own it, yeah yeah Dial it, dial it, paper chaser, in get that money, yeah yeah You get high, fuck a bunch of girls And then cry on top of the world I hope you, have the time of your life I hope i don't lose it tonight