Only Money

Sterlen Roberts

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    (It's only money)

    Chorus:
    I get what I want
    I got what you need
    You ain't gotta worry
    Bout a thing with me
    (It's only money)
    Baby you a star
    Driving fancy cars
    Money ain't nothing
    But a thing ya see
    (It's only money)
    Don't worry
    Bout the bills
    Baby
    We can chill
    Let the top back
    And feel
    The breeze believe
    (It's only money)
    I can hold you down
    Baby
    It's whatever
    As long
    As you're with me
    (It's only money)

    I step to the girl
    I'm fresh to death
    Got my swag
    Got my lean
    In Chi-Town
    We do the step
    In Cali
    We gotta make it rain
    Or the next nigga
    Take your place
    Come hang
    With my entourage
    You can call me
    Vinnie chase
    Baby
    Here's my dialogue
    You can pay
    Them bills off
    Maybe turn
    The sauna on
    We can hit
    The dealership
    I wanna see
    That Honda gone
    And you
    Ain't gotta thank me
    As long as you know
    I'll be
    In the limo friday
    Hittin corners
    Like pinky
    All your girlfriends
    They envy the way
    You in the projects
    With jacuzzi's
    In your room
    Like Akeem and Semmi
    It's Santa Claus
    But the money
    Won't fit
    In the chimney
    I put 20
    In your stockings
    If you're tryin'
    To get kinky
    Here's your umbrella
    Marry poppins
    Go on
    Fly away with me
    D boy
    From the projects now
    I get
    To live my dream
    It's only money

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    (Chorus)

    Used to be
    A window shopper
    Now you got
    A black card
    Used to be
    A project girl
    Now you got
    A back yard
    Now you're drivin'
    Fast cars
    Access
    To my gas cards
    Now you got
    A 3 space back
    Into your garage
    Used to rock
    The nail kit
    Now you get
    Your nails did
    And I can
    Throw you dimes
    Without lookin'
    Call me Jason Kidd
    Parents used
    To yell at you
    And say
    Your life
    Was useless
    Now you throwin'
    Furs in the fire
    Like Frank Lucas
    You love
    Watchin' Oprah
    Jay Leno
    Jimmy Kimmel
    So I got you
    Up to harpo
    Put you in a limo
    Girl
    I got you
    Out the ghetto
    Now superstar
    Don't ask why
    All the bills
    That you had cut
    In half overnight

    (Chorus)

    Now I got you
    Ridin' clean
    Custom wheels 23's
    Now I got you
    On the hill
    In the house
    Of your dreams
    His and her
    Flying spurs
    Finally spending
    What you're worth
    This is why
    We can splurge you
    And I will make it work

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