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