LYRICS
作词 : Abel Tesfaye/Carlo Montagnese/Dom McKinney
作曲 : Abel Tesfaye/Carlo Montagnese/Dom McKinney
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From the morning to the evening
Complaints from the tenants
Got the walls kickin like they six months pregnant
Drinking Alize with our cereal for breakfast
Girls calling cabs at dawn quarter to 7:00
Skies getting cold
flying from the north
rockin with our city like a sold out show
House full of hoes that specialize into hoein
Make that money rain as they takin off they clothes
Order plane tickets
Cali is the mission
Visit every month like I'm split life living
Let the world listen if a haters caught slipping then my b*****s stay tight
Got my back like pippin
Fast life grippin
Yeah we still tippin
C*****e cups paint a picture so vivid
Fakes try to mimic
Get girls timid
But behind closed doors they get oh so rigid
All that money the money is the motive
All that money the money is the motive
All that money the money she be foldin
Girl put in work girl girl put in work
Girl put in work girl girl put in work
Girl put in work
Push it to the limit
Push it through the pain
I push it for the pleasure like the virgin to the game
A virgin to that money
A virgin to the fame
So this my only chance and when I'm over only pray that I flow from the bottom
Closer to the top
The higher that I climb
The harder I'ma drop
These b***h ass niggas tryna hold on to their credit so I tell them use a debit watch they image start to lessen
I warned 'em like discretion
Why these b*****s testing
Always ****ing testing
Why these b*****s testing
**** that I got them on straight bar hopping to the music of the ambiance
Get shit popping
Zombies of the night
B*****s ain't talking if they hyping to the crew get it in like pockets
Downtown loving
When the moon coming
Only place to find base heads, and hot women
All that money the money is the motive
All that money the money is the motive
All that money the money she be foldin
Girl put in work girl girl put in work
Girl put in work girl girl put in work
Girl put in work
Better slow down
She'll feel it in the morning
Aint the kind of girl you'll be seeing in the morning
Too damn raw ain't no b***h worth her holding
Ain't no b***h that she holding man her love is too damn foreign
All that money the money is the motive
All that money the money is the motive
All that money the money she be foldin
Girl put in work girl girl put in work
Girl put in work girl girl put in work
All that money the money is the motiveGirl put in work