I need money (money), mo money.   Mo money, (ching ching), money, nuthing move but the money.   Money, money, look nothing move but the money.   Money, money, that's all I want, that's all I want.   I want it look.    You found me where the papers at, where the capers at  I don't ask for a motherfucking thing, I take the scratch  Look I, franchise wearing, a franchise wrist  I'm franchise look, I need a franchise chick  She ain't gotta be tight, she ain't gotta be that rich  She just like I tell the other bitches that my nigga's the shit  Black on black, step out the house   with a suit and a tie soon to die, black on black   Scratch a mack, scratch a jack, matter fact nigga I always stay strapped  It's the game plan, I gotta win, I can't afford to lose  I can't be dressin in them kinda blues can't afford to wear tight shoes  You know me, the nigga with the six four frame  With a six four cock back and hit your brain  You know the CEO nigga, ya'll done seen before nigga  See me get dope and don't tell a popo nigga  I don't give a fuck, I hate ya'll type  Yeah I might know ya but we ain't nothing alike    [Chorus]  Now nothing move but the money, that's all I want  Nothing move but the money nigga, that's all I want  Nothing move but the money, that's all I want  I'm on top cause I do what ya'll niggas don't, look    Catch me playing ball with Shaq, and points from real how to act  I did a shootin' range, shoot the mack, when I bust for me to shoot back  See I'm nigga put the game that's why I'm on top  I can sit eight seasons cold even when it's hot  Come on drop the top for my Impala and shit  Nigga I'm out to get paper spit some dollars and shit  See how many ya'll niggas could follow this shit  I got an attitude fuck the whole world, I gotta get rich  Ahh, and cap niggas screaming shit, niggas gleaming the wrist  You seen the six, seen his wrist, nigga you seen his chick  This shit that ya'll spittin', it's meaningless  Everything ya'll claim you did, I done it  And if I got, man fuck ya'll nigga, I'm a flaunt it  And if I don't got it I motherfucking want it  Bitch I sold keys, I smoke weed at PE I got blunted  Fuck the hatin', I pull off that paper shit  Gotta love me or either motherfucking hate me bitch  Gotta hate my flow, nigga hate that I got dough   And if I spend it all bitch I can make some more    [Chorus]    Keep it hot, I keep it locked, guns I keep it cocked  Runnin' on the shop like I runnin' on the block  Keep one up in the top, like one up in the drop  Spit till I spit, can't spit no more it don't stop  Like I live fast, I'm addicted to cash  Ain't a thief but sometimes I just forget to ask  I like say what the fuck I feel, nigga do what I want  If you don't like it, fuck, fine, nigga we can take it to the trunk  And I get the spittin' in your brand new six  Spittin' if you even with your motherfucking chick  Spittin' if you with you motherfucking click  But fuck it I'm just spittin, I'm just spittin the spit  Fuck it thick, yeah nigga what  Fuck that, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, I told yall  I don't like to windows shop to see how high it is  Walk by and see how fly it is  I'm a ghetto superstar like Pras and shit  I got my idles so fuck it, I buy that shit  You only live once so like I floss my shit  Give to the poor, a nigga like floss on a wrist  Yeah I got a few dollars but I don't even spend it no more  I'm trying to save up, for what, so I can buy the ghetto  I'm out to get money nigga  Mo money, money, mo money, nothing move but the motherfucking money     [Chorus]    Gotta get yall money nigga.  Nothin move but the money.  Everything else is irrelivant.  Nigga yall gotta be willing to get what yall want nigga.  By any means.  No Limit nigga.  9-8, 9-9, 2 G nigga, whatever.  I'm out to get mine.  Oughta get yours.  Silkk The Shocker live in this motherfucker.  I'm out.