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Here Comes The Money Here We Go Money Talks Here Comes The Money Chorus Money,Money,Money,Money,Money,Money,Money,Money,Money Dolla,Dolla Dolla,Dolla Ching Ching Bling Bling Cut The Chatter If You Ain't Talking Money Then Your Talking Don't Matter Ching Ching Bling Bling Patting Pockets We Take The Dolla Dolla Can't A Damn Stop It Shock It Here Comes The New Kid On The Block Hold all ya bets, here's where the buck stops See First of all I'm steppin' out on my own 'Bout time I elevated to claim my own throne Success in my blood, call it home grown Pores reakin' testosterone Power and money's got my crazy cocky No longer need you papi I Know You're Mad Because You Can't Stop Me And if you wonder how this playa done scopped ya honey I think she smelled my cologne, it's called brand new money Making a move ain't a damn thing funny Went from pimpin' hood rats to Playboy bunnies They See The.... (Chorus) I'm A Global Dolla Dolla A Roll Without Fitting I Like To Go Out smelling Fresh And Looking Spiffy I Dont't Like Clean Money I Want My Wrist To Be Filthy Pops, With Every Time It's Fun i Can't Touch Until I'm Sixy So what am I supposed to do, rollin' through And Their Patting The Pockets Until I'm Stuck Holding You Ching Ching Bling Bling Cashing Cash Lumps In A Four Whell Getting A Jacket I'm Selling 'Em Out My Trunk Whatever Whenever It Takes A Shake Down a Dolla Dolla And Throw It In MY Direction Holla Holla All Want To Know Where They Go When They're Winning I Make The Marshel Money Smelling Juat Like A Mint ( Chorus) If You Can't See The Money Get Your Eyes Cleaned With Visine I Need Fine Things I Shop At Seven Digits At A Time See Cheering Chilling The Best Never Worst We Never Got The Pebbles We Got The Rocks First Make Bank Volts Locking Ching Ching We Mocking We Rocking My Families Christmas Stockings Are Shocking Find Women Any Weather Naughty Dinners Whatever Sun, I Get Better I'm One Smart Cookie That Bets And Smacks Rookies My Stocks Are On Top Your Checks Bounce While Mine Boogy Wrists I Must Rock It Chicks Stop And I Knock It Cash It Looks Like I Got A Gang Of Fists In My Pocket (Chorus)