Money Talk 作词 : Clifford Harris/Gamaliel Hilson/Rodrequez Yancy 作曲 : Clifford Harris/Gamaliel Hilson/Rodrequez Yancy T.I. - Money Talk Hey, you know, a lot of y'all out there man really running y'all mouth, like you just like to hear yourself talk, you know what I mean? Talk so much, not knowing if the wagon make the more noise man, haha get you some money, man Lotta y'all talk, you don't ever get paid Sucker gon hate, broke *****es throw the shade Lotta y'all talk, you don't ever get paid Still kickin' *******t, make a ***** go crazy Lotta y'all talk, you don't ever get paid Sucker gon hate, broke *****es throw the shade Still kickin' flav', got my swag on turn up Came with a zip, let the whole thing burn up All I know, get dough, keep it pimpin' Taught me that in '85, never learned nothin' different All I see is haters in my rear view Millions in my wind*******eld, got a clear view I trained myself, go deaf for a broke ***** That way when you're talkin' I don't hear you, listen Still poppin', give a *******t about me ***** that *******t you talkin', look at you, see you ain't bout it Look at you, see you don't want it Should hardly be an opponent When you sittin' next to TIP, it look inferior, don't it? Give a damn if you don't know I've achieved everything you could hope for If being a real ***** turned into a corporation Look at me, shawty, I should be the logo Please no photos as I stepped in that Magic Got four hoes in the two door Bentley, what's happenin'? She with the acid, then she come in with me But if not I leave her, she mean nothin' to me I pull up, hop out, give the valet my keys I run the city, *****, I'm parkin' for free And who the ***** right here talkin' to me? There gon' be problem if you keep botherin' me, man I came in this ***** to spend 20's and 50 G What you tried to park here? That ain't my Bentley You can't listen to me now, God as my witness Keep on in your earnin's I take your opinion I swear Lotta y'all talk, you don't ever get paid Sucker gon hate, broke *****es throw the shade Lotta y'all talk, you don't ever get paid Still kickin' *******t, make a ***** go crazy Lotta y'all talk, you don't ever get paid Sucker gon hate, broke *****es throw the shade Focused on the money; ***** *******t? forget about it I bought a Lamborghini, wrecked it, give a *******t about it Get up out it, call an Uber, go and buy a new one I gotta run a bag up, it's extra for the blue one Got 500 bags off in Chattanooga Go and put it up and take a 100 motor gang here Two rules, gettin' money,shawty, stay real At all costs, shawty, at all costs, shawty Take a hit of this and run your ***** off And, shawty, you ain't really beefin' if you called off Play a bit to the left, call it southpaw ***** around, get your mouth wired, gotta ***** y'all Better stand down before I be a man Drown guns up, hands down, that's exactly how I caught y'all Okay one day I retire, put me in the hall of fame But you lames don't forget what I done taught ya'll I put the fear of God in ya Oh you hard is ya? I can see the broad in ya, put your cut Then you gotta make a move, make a choice Either go out like a chick or get your ass kicked God damn that'll be horrible So pipe down, shawty Lotta y'all talk, you don't ever get paid Sucker gon hate, broke *****es throw the shade Lotta y'all talk, you don't ever get paid Still kickin' *******t, make a ***** go crazy Lotta y'all talk, you don't ever get paid Sucker gon hate, broke *****es throw the shade