Let the choir sing

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 so my shawty say

Write another song for the money, hey, hey, hey, my shawty say
Write another song for the money, you know you need
Money in the bank to keep her, she say you know you need
Money in the bank to keep her

Uh, and 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, your broke *** should 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 trying to find you like Waldo, shawty'
She said she 'bout her paper, if it's there she gon' get it
When the money gone she gon' be the ***k gone with it

Hey, I mean come on, she love Louis Vuitton
Yorkie in her speedy bag that she name Milan
Hair stay did like she live in a salon
Her and money go hand in hand, yeah, like a baton

I swear on a stack of Holy Bibles and Qur'ans
We could be the dream team, baby, Kobe and LeBron
Only if you gold, I never do the bronze
'Cause if you could have Beyonce would you take Solange, uh?

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 so my shawty say

Write another song for the money, hey, hey, hey, 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, uh

Yo, yo, I'm in a tricky little mood, I trick these little dudes
I tell 'em that I love them but I never really do
See I like pretty shoes and I like pretty minx
And I like site seein', the pyramids and the sphinx

He cop Italian pieces so I do the fist pump
And I can only push it if the trunk is in the front
If the trunk is in the back, then you gotta take it back
You can hit me on the jack, I chat on the Mac

See I am who I am, Nicki M. mother***ker
If she say she not a fan she a lyin' mother***ker
Always shoppin' in Paris so I speak a little French
Oui Oui rag-a-de, time for you to hit the bench

Indecisive so I always gotta pick two
I guess that's why I got the Yorkie and the ****zu
I told Fab get that Michael Knight Kit Coupe
Before I put this ***** on ya chipped tooth

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, so my shawty say

Write another song for the money, hey, hey, hey, 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

Uh, I hate to see her poutin', she wants some Louboutins
I say, 'How many pair?', she say, 'Who is counting?'
Money ain't everything, with her it's the only thing, yeah
You don't treat her like a queen, you gon' be a lonely king

Her daddy must have spoiled her, ain't no expiration date
***k a dinner and a movie, she want a vacation date
Fly out to London, cruise to Bahama's, yes
Presidential suites, we check in as the Obama's

Take for instance Nicki, when she shops she's picky
She ***ks up fifty G's fast and then calls it a quickie
I only deal with 10 cents, my **** game is intense
Bent that Barbie over and she ain't seen Ken since, nice

These *****s be feeling her, affording her's another thing
She was married once before, looking for another ring
So I call her date and man, that's among the other things
She say she love my flow, I think she love to sing

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 so my shawty say

Write another song for the money, hey, hey, hey, 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, uh