Money, money, money, money

I might have kids around the world

But I wouldn't fucking know

'Cause I've got so many bitches

That I'm in a vertigo

And I can not use a rubber

'Cause I'm so fucking skint

That when I go to a store

I can't buy a lousy mint

I own a Lamborghini

It's just a small model

My friend want it 'cause I'm in debt

So we had to royal rumble

He has this hot girl

They're like the beauty and the beast

'Cause I broke his fucking teeth

And can't afford a dentist

Yes, we can

No we can't 'cause I don't know no one that owns money

I would have fucking cry

But the situation is kind of funny

Borgore, what would you do if you'd be like, filthy rich

I'll buy the Olsen Twins and a private beach

I'm selling fucking tunes

Punishing different women

What can I say, bitches love my seamen

I'm always on the grind

But Its not for fucking skengz

I'm a motherfucking player with no money in the bank

(Money in the bank.)

Money, money, money, money