[Intro]
Sometimes, I don't understand why people like this dirty talking shit, you know what I'm saying?
But since they do and people buying this shit
I'ma kick it like this

[Verse 1: DJ Quik]
You see a pimpin’ ass n***a like me is wanted dead or alive
Because I jack these hooker hoes for they tens and they fives
And twenties, then I leave them branded, cause I'm the love bandit
I'm not trying to be mean, I want you green or you'll be stranded
'Cause you know it don't pay to play for free, yo
So you're shit out of luck, I need a buck to fuck you
Duck, hoe, bitch, tramp
And I don't take no food stamps
This is a reminder, I'm letting you know that if I get behind ya'
You're gonna have to kick up, or eat a dick up 'til you hiccup
I'll treat yo' ass as if this was a stick up
'Cause you ain't nothing but a pick up
Trick, hell yeah, I'm offensive
A spin around the bend can be expensive
And the effects I'll be, they can be extensive
So if I gotta fuckin' take a chance, I want my grip in advance
Because it's only fo' the money

[Chorus]
Dolla bill y'all, dolla bill y'all
Chorus: repeat 4X
Dolla bill y'all, dolla bill y'all
Dolla dolla dolla dolla dolla bill y'all

[2nd II None #1]
Now that I fucked, I want my motherfuckin cut
Oh yeah, I'm a ho, what you think I gave you the dick fo'?
See I can play the bitch, but see I ain't the bitch
You better checkin her in, and better do it quick
See the devil made me do it, cause devil is you
Cause I done seen all the shit you took n***as through
But not me wench, you cute saditty skanch
Think I'ma be the trick n***a, well bitch I ain't
Cause I'm the type of n***a that can get your cock
Without payin you, but straight be playin you
BITCH - I thought you knew better than that
See it only fucks you up, when your weak game lacks
Manipulatin moves like I do (like I do)
See it just goes to show you ho you can't play a true
See I can leave your broke-ass fast with your cock all runny
(beeeitch) cause it's Only Fo' Tha Money

[Chorus]

[2nd II None #2]
Now that you know me, I'm only out to leave you broke and lonely
I find a stupid ho and talk her ass to matrimony
Now I can be cool until we hitched
But I'ma switch up on my role and play the motherfuckin bitch
Waitin for the mailman to come around
Oh youse a low-down n***a - naw man, I'm just a money hound
I play the roll well, check out my limp
Yeahh, I'm the County Check pimp (aww that's you baby)
Slangin my hand inside your purse
Girl you better keep cool cause the shit can get worse, damn
Yo' check is short, I ain't gon' sweat, huh
I take the kids lunch money, yeah - bet
And borrow ends from yo' family and grin
I just gotta keep my bankroll comin in
And then I kick back and laugh cause it's funny
Ha ha - I only did it Fo' Tha Money
[Chorus]