[Hook]
Write another song for the money
My shawty say
Write another song for the money
You know you need
Money in the bank to keep her
You know you need
Money in the bank to keep her
My shawty say
Write another song for the money
Hey, hey, my shawty say
Write another song for the money
You know you need
Money in the bank to keep her
She said you know you need
Money in the bank to keep her
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
Ugh, who the hell said they was cheaper to keep
Cause if you ain't getting money when you call you get the beep
She can't pick up the phone you broke ass she leave a message
And my guess is if she never call, well you get the message
You like what, you can't call nobody
I've been tryin' to find you like Waldo, shawty
She said she bout her paper if its there she gon get it
And when the money gone she gon' be the fuck gone wit it (hey)
I mean come on, she like Luis Vuitton
Yorkie in the speedy bag that she named Milan
Hair stay did, like she live in a salon
Her and money go hand to hand, yeah like a baton
I swear on a stack of Holy Bibles and Qurans
We could be the dream team baby, Kobe and LeBron
Only if you gold I never do the bronze
Cause if you could have Beyoncé, would you take Solange
Write another song for the money
My shawty say
Write another song for the money
You know you need
Money in the bank to keep her
You know you need
Money in the bank to keep her
My shawty say
Write another song for the money
Hey, hey, my shawty say
Write another song for the money
You know you need
Money in the bank to keep her
She said you know you need
Money in the bank to keep her
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
Ugh, who the hell said they was cheaper to keep
Cause if you ain't getting money when you call you get the beep
She can't pick up the phone you broke ass she leave a message
And my guess is if she never call, well you get the message
You like what, you can't call nobody
I've been tryin' to find you like Waldo, shawty
She said she bout her paper if its there she gon get it
And when the money gone she gon' be the fuck gone wit it (hey)
I mean come on, she like Luis Vuitton
Yorkie in the speedy bag that she named Milan
Hair stay did, like she live in a salon
Her and money go hand to hand, yeah like a baton
I swear on a stack of Holy Bibles and Qurans
We could be the dream team baby, Kobe and LeBron
Only if you gold I never do the bronze
Cause if you could have Beyoncé, would you take Solange
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