Money Is My Bitch Lyrics

The song Money Is My Bitch is performed by Nas in the album named I Am... in the year 1999 .

I love you so much
Don't never leave me
I won't let you leave

The ho turned me out, green eyes, had a crush on her
Since five years old, met her, fell in love wit her
I saved that ho 'cause she bring more hoes
She major yo, the way she left them other dudes cold
Heartbroken she walked right out of mad nigga's life
So when I bagged her up right, I had to make her my wife
And I ain't gonna loose her like those other lames did
I keep a stash safe kid, when I proposed it made her face big
She keep me jigg, glorifying Medallions
Got me in clothes made by Italians, feed me lobster and scallions
Watching her pile on my bed, her body feel stacked
She been around for years, know the hustlers, pimps, and Macks
Bankers and diplomats
She the scratch on my back
Her cream I lust, now I got her I dont know how to act
When she not around, I'm heated, 'bout to lay somethin' flat
Know how to treat it, never take for granted, she got me trapped

My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Ohh money, you my honey
Money is my bitch
Aah money, money, money
Love her 'cause she keep a nigga rich
Ohh money, you my honey
But I think she got me pus*y whipped
My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Ohh money, you my honey
Money is my bitch
Aah money, money, money
Yeah, that bitch treat me like a trick
Ohh money, you my honey
She says without her I can't be rich

All the fun we have together, I keep you in my pocket
Its so much of you I share you and speak to you in private
You got me karats on my wrist
I'm a savage for your kiss
Embarra*sed when I'm not with you, I'm off guard
Niggas always expect to see us two together, stable
The best couple they seen since Trump and Marla Maple
Don't need no pre nup
'Cause when we hump we do it up
Make sure we both will bust a doller sign nut
Before I got to know you, my life I say was mediocre
Break of day, slingin' all night long, fienin' to stroke ya
Seeing niggas wit you I wasn't happy
Wanted to stick them up to get you, heard you calling for Daddy
And gladly I take you as my lawfully wedded wife
Never divorce me, I promise to treat you right
Keep you satisfied never lie help you grow
My legal tender, lovely Federal Reserve note

My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Ohh money, you my honey
Money is my bitch
Aah money, money, money
Love her 'cause she keep a nigga rich
Ohh money, you my honey
But I think she got me pus*y whipped
My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Ohh money, you my honey
Money is my bitch
Aah money, money, money
Yeah, that bitch treat me like a trick
Ohh money, you my honey
She says without her I can't be rich

I won't sell my soul to you
What do I owe to you?
My cars, my house, my flow to you
Screw you
Before you
Real niggas said I was cool, now I got you
They envy me cause I'm wit you
You floss too much
Turn niggas out, one touch
For you, my guns bust
You always said in God we trust
Its hard enough to keep counting on you
You cheat wit Government thugs, got the IRS pounding on you
I think I like'd you better when you where illegal
But you had to get professional
Musical
Now when we f**k we use profalactic, hard plastic
Stick you in ATM's, limited cash quick
Said you'd give me luxury, when I asked it
f**king me, I gave you back shots in ya a*sets
Promised happiness but really did nothing for me
I guess, bitches like you just grow on trees

My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Ohh money, you my honey
Money is my bitch
Aah money, money, money
Love her 'cause she keep a nigga rich
Ohh money, you my honey
But I think she got me pus*y whipped
My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Ohh money, you my honey
Money is my bitch
Aah money, money, money
Yeah, that bitch treat me like a trick
Ohh money, you my honey
She says without her I can't be rich

My money, money, money
Ohh money, you my honey
My money, money, money
Ohh money, you my honey
My money, money, money
My bitch is my money
Ohh money, you my honey
Money is my bitch
My money, money, money
Yeah, that bitch treat me like a trick
Ohh money, you my honey
She says without her I cant be rich

Nas - I Am...

Apr 1999

Money Is My Bitch