Lyrics One for the Money - David Casto

I want that fast money cash money stacked money
I want that better watch your back or you get jacked money
I want that long money strong money flaunt money
I want that sneak into your house I want it all money
I want that rent money blown on my neck money
Go and cut the check money family is set money
I want that real money go and get your steel money
Penny for my thoughts cause each idea's still money
I want that stunt money people ask to front money
Root of all evil cause nobody confronts money
Never scared money wouldn't ever dare money
Think you calling shots better be prepared money
That that ain't fair money
Damn it he's so rare money
Havin stocks and shares money
Only way you share money
That success money
Never ever stress money
Better than some sex money
F-in with the best money

You want your money
Get your money stop rappin
About that money cause you're hungry stop actin
I'm getting sick of you money hungry bastards
You better get up out my fuckin way
Go home you're drunk
Go home you're drunk David
Go home you're drunk
Go home you're drunk David
Go home

I want that life money
Never tell the wife money
Cutting out your lights when she stuck you with her knife money
But that ain't right money
Take you to new heights money
Even new lows that either way you like money
Love money lust money quick buck money
Hump another slut cause she ain't sleepin with no trust money
I want that plus money
On the up-and-up money
Knowing what's what but fronting asking what's money
That hood money
Keep me eatin good money
Breathing like I should and still see me in the hood money
That relax money
Afford to pay my tax money
Don't have to get me back cause I'm here and got your back money
Now that's money
That put it on my tab money
You don't have to act funny or stab me in the back money
That straight money
No counterfeiting fake money
Got us feeling great so you don't have to hate money

You want your money
Get your money stop rappin
About that money cause you're hungry stop actin
I'm getting sick of you money hungry bastards
You better get up out my fuckin way
Go home you're drunk
Go home you're drunk David
Go home you're drunk
Go home you're drunk David
Go home

I want that larger than life money
Hard looking white money
Want that start up a fight bodyguard for the night money
I want that fraud looking like
He can scar up your pipe
Think twice and someone has you in their sight money
That church money
If the sermons worth money
I don't want that serpent perpin certain he deserve money
I want that dre money after he sold beats
And I want that dre money after he sold beats
I want that jay money
Ye money
LL cool J money
Record deal but no slave money
I want that made money cause I never made money
To the point where I could pay a maid money
I want that chef money
Say it with your chest money
No saving for the rent money
Making me so blessed money
From the ground money
Not the lost and found money
Don't walk you out yo Briz release the hounds money

You want your money
Get your money stop rappin
About that money cause you're hungry stop actin
I'm getting sick of you money hungry bastards
You better get up out my fuckin way
Go home you're drunk
Go home you're drunk David
Go home you're drunk
Go home you're drunk David
Go home