Money Makes The World Go Round

Scarface

Composición de: Brad Jordan/Devin Copeland/Mike Dean
Money makes the world go round 
Money makes me do all things I do 
Hang with my homies smoke weed drink brew 
Ride down Belford one deep and ?? crew 
And money makes the world go round 
Money makes the world go round 
Living in a mansion one day with my wife 
Stack me up some papers these days one night 
If wind stop blowing these days than my sight 
Winds start blowing I'm paid trump tight 
Got to have papers these days in my life 
I got to have paper these days of my life 

Chorus: Repeat 6X 

Money makes the world go round 

Without a doubt 
They all want to see about a clout 
They don't know 
Don't want to know or see what its about 
We faced with danger do any thing for the paper 
Scarred for life of the street mentality done made us 
Watch out for the snakes and fakes 
Out to take what's yours so prepare and beware 
Money makes the world go round for some niggers 
Money makes the world kill all niggers quicker 
Its reala, the haps 
The cheese, the scraps 
The cheddar, whatever you call it its all ??? 

Chorus 

Daz: 

Some people gots to have it 
Some really need it 
A lot might even sacrifice their life to retrieve it 
I see that money's good for me 
Money's good to me 
Money can't buy me love 
But it can rent me some pussy 
You get your hands on a little bit of it and before you know it 
You go crazy without, do strange things for it 
Although its made of paper, it don't grow on trees 
Unless you coming up blowin weed, while you smoke on tweeds 
You see money makes the world go round 
Makes the price of living go up 
Chances of living go down 
You see money makes the world go round 
If you ain't got it you nothing 
But when you come up than they hound you 

Chorus 

I take me a shit and try to gather my thoughts 
But where the southwest be, that's why I sip on a quart 
You see my mind is on a whole lot more than just rap 
You see you got to be something, until this rap shit happen 
Its been a long time since I got my hand on some cheese 
Its been addictive, my daughter can't get what she needs 
Shit is fucked up, you wonder why we rob and sell dope 
I go days without eating, it ain't because I snort coke 
Fool I'm broke, what's a good way to get paid these days 
Flip burgers, or lay your ass down and get sprayed 
Hey man I got to reason with ya 
Naw, fuck trying to reason 
I'm tired of struggling so now its hunting season 
I hope you understand by now what i'm thinking 
Get a bag of that dank, of the hemp and I'm steady drinking 
Contemplating on what should I do 
This nigga got G's, I'm talking about a hundred or two 

Chorus
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