Yeah, yeah

Why you wanna love me long time
I'm tired, sorry it's the wrong time
Boy, you keep blowing up my phone line
Thinking you can make me change my mind

Baby, I'm just trying to get this paper
And I'm sorry that I fucked ya head up
Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, it ain't you
I just love this money more than I love you, yeah

Money bands, I'm popping
Foreign whips, I'm copping
Need a man when I want him
Right now, I don't want him
No strings attached
Don't hit you back
Ask me where I'm at
Don't waste your breath, yeah

Just want to be somebody
Before I need somebody
Go tell them other girls
You're going to read about it
Drowning in this love, you're off the deep end

I ain't tell you to fall in love
I thought we was just friends

Sorry, sorry, not sorry
Played yourself like Atari
No, no, you ain't talking cash
Then you really need to move fast

Pump the brakes, you on the gas
Relationship, nah, I'll pass

Why you wanna love me long time
Sorry it's the wrong time
Boy, you keep blowing up my phone line
Thinking you can make me change my mind

Baby, I'm just trying to get this paper
And I'm sorry that I fucked ya head up
Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, it ain't you
I just love this money more than I love you

That love up in the past
I remember that
Now I'm in my bag
Not trying to make you mad

No, I don't mean no disrespect to you
If it's up to me, I'd be right next to you
Next to you

I can buy my own self diamonds, yeah
Then copy, I can tell the timing, yeah
And I'ma make them hoes respect me
Aw yeah

If they get out of line
Put them in check
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, oooooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I've been grinding hard
Ain't even do my hair
You know I don't do parties
Know my ass to playa

Know you gotta pay the back end
Just to have me there

Why you wanna love me long time
I'm tired, sorry it's the wrong time
Boy, you keep blowing up my phone line
Thinking you can make me change my mind

Baby, I'm just trying to get this paper
And I'm sorry that I fucked ya head up
Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, it ain't you
I just love this money more than I love you

Yeah, money bands, I'm popping
Yeah, yeah
You know I love this money more than you

Money bands, I'm popping, yeah, yeah
Now I'm back to foreign cropping
On new money bands, I'm popping

Ain't missing no sleeping
Ain't worry about you
Oh, no, money bands, I'm popping
That's how I'm feeling

Yeah
Yeah
That way
That way

Why you wanna love me long time
I'm tired, sorry it's the wrong time
Boy, you keep blowing up my phone line
Thinking you can make me change my mind

Baby, I'm just trying to get this paper
And I'm sorry that I fucked ya head up
Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, it ain't you
I just love this money more than I love you