[Intro: King Ray]
You niggas out here talkin bout
It ain't bout the money
I heard this nigga all day man
This nigga said taught me it ain't bout the money
I'm like, my nigga, if it ain't about the money
Then what the fuck is it man?
[Chorus: Project Pat]
Ho I'm countin money, ho that shit ain't nothing (that ain't shit)
Ho I'm countin money, ho that shit ain't nothing (that ain't shit)
Ho I'm countin money, ho that shit ain't nothing (that ain't shit)
Ho I'm countin money, ho that shit ain't nothing (that ain't shit)
[Verse 1: Project Pat]
Fresh up off the press I got ink all on my fingertips
Thumbin through the check, make it flip, made me cop a brick
Money on my mind, I can't sleep, I gotta have paper bitch
He don't stack on top of M's, I want that Bill Gates shit
Fuck nigga counterfeit, talkin all that fake shit
Chop em all, you're like some grass
Clean off my estate bitch
Money on my mind, in the sky I'm stayin bluntin
Money make that pussy wet, counting all these hunnids
Talkin like you flexin but you broke and lookin bummy
I pull Maserati red bitch and a bunny
Ho that ain't no money, pop yo ass with 20 bands
All this cash in my hand, watch me do the money dance
You niggas out here talkin bout
It ain't bout the money
I heard this nigga all day man
This nigga said taught me it ain't bout the money
I'm like, my nigga, if it ain't about the money
Then what the fuck is it man?
[Chorus: Project Pat]
Ho I'm countin money, ho that shit ain't nothing (that ain't shit)
Ho I'm countin money, ho that shit ain't nothing (that ain't shit)
Ho I'm countin money, ho that shit ain't nothing (that ain't shit)
Ho I'm countin money, ho that shit ain't nothing (that ain't shit)
[Verse 1: Project Pat]
Fresh up off the press I got ink all on my fingertips
Thumbin through the check, make it flip, made me cop a brick
Money on my mind, I can't sleep, I gotta have paper bitch
He don't stack on top of M's, I want that Bill Gates shit
Fuck nigga counterfeit, talkin all that fake shit
Chop em all, you're like some grass
Clean off my estate bitch
Money on my mind, in the sky I'm stayin bluntin
Money make that pussy wet, counting all these hunnids
Talkin like you flexin but you broke and lookin bummy
I pull Maserati red bitch and a bunny
Ho that ain't no money, pop yo ass with 20 bands
All this cash in my hand, watch me do the money dance
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