GoROUND

Bitch, it's me, B-O-double-B, smart as MIT

My decree, nothing ain't for free, yes, it cost a fee

This is money-making music, C-note, that's the key

Get the cheese, get the cake, Sara Lee, hehehe

You don't know Jackson

We be up in Louis, your bitch ass be up at PacSun

Yes, I got the pack, son

You see me on tour, peep the floor, shit is packed, son

Glock under my waistband, goddamn, yeah, I pack a ton (Uh)

Money make the world go 'round

You know money make the world go 'round (Now)

Money make the world go 'round

You know money make the world go 'round

Open up 'cause, bitch, I'm in it, one-percented, windows tinted (Yes, I know), windows tinted

If you want it, come and get it, yes, I did it, too committed (How it go), too committed

I am him, goddamn

Yes, I came a long way from my first food stamp

Whole fridge full of food, yeah, for me and my camp

Lord know I love my wife, but I still get your bitch damp

Diamonds all up on my wrist and on my necklace, I'm reckless

I'm reckless, I'm— (Money make the world go 'round)

Now

Money make the world go 'round

You know money make the world go 'round (Now)

Money make the world go 'round

You know money make the world go 'round

Break