The Curse Of Money

Hey wa*sup Cube? Man, I'm glad I caught you at your momma' house homey Wa*sup man? You still got your pager right or you lost it? (It's the curse, the curse) Y'know my code right? I been pagin' you for about a week man (The curse, the curse) I heard about the deal ya got (The curse, the curse) Greed, Khop (The curse, the curse) Check this out, you owe a nigga somethin' man Do the math baby, do the math, Ch-ching Do the math baby, do the math, Ch-ching Do the math baby (The curse, the curse) Do the math baby (The curse, the curse) It's the curse of money, once you get it, fool you got it Buy a new pair of drawers and motherf**kers spot it (The curse, the curse) Niggas plotted, to have me knotted up in basements Till these cocks*ckers see what they're faced with (The curse, the curse) Their fantasies of a life stress-free Full of orgies, in the Florida Keys (The curse, the curse) But this bullshit is so thick, it's like mountains Sick of threatenin' all my lawyers and accountants (The curse, the curse) The decibels, gold diggers goin' for the testicles Soon they realize, I don't invest in hoes (The curse, the curse) Sometimes it's like hell on earth When everybody tryin' to get your a*s for all your worth It's the curse The curse, the curse (Do the math baby) The curse, the curse (Do the math baby) The curse, the curse (Do the math baby) The curse, the curse (Do the math ) When you hot, they think you got more than you got (The curse, the curse) When you not, motherf**kers callin' you a flop (The curse, the curse) I just laugh, the curse everybody wanna have Before you sell your soul better do the math I start to scream shit like, "Mayday, Mayday" 'Cause motherf**kers think it's all grav-ay wit my pay day (The curse, the curse) And like I said, it's the curse of money They start laughin' at your jokes when they ain't that funny (The curse, the curse) See this a*s kissin' yes man Shakin' hands with the left hand, get my weap-an, get to stepp-an (The curse, the curse) f**k every phony a*s nigga round me Stick a shaft up your a*s like Richie Roundtree (The curse, the curse) Got to have some gas money if you goin' If not who you f**kin'? Who you flowin'? Who you owin'? (The curse, the curse) In '98 don't shit come free Not even hard rhymes that's describin' these hard times The curse, the curse (Do the math baby, do it) The curse, the curse (Do the math baby) The curse, the curse (Do the math baby) The curse, the curse (Do the math baby) When you hot, they think you got more than you got (The curse, the curse) When you not, motherf**kers callin' you a flop (The curse, the curse) I just laugh, the curse everybody wanna have Before you sell your soul better do the math To relax I smoke a stick, the shit make me sick Gotta gang of new homies and relatives on my d**k (The curse, the curse) No time for drama, busters get sprayed Bitches wanna get layed and everybody need their bills paid, everybody (The curse, the curse) Motherf**kers, sweat me like a spy They wanna kick it 'cause I, got the curse of Mulah (The curse, the curse) Make me wanna start scrappin' and look at me to make it happen What the f**k was they doin' before Mack 10 was rappin', tell me? (The curse, the curse) What the f**k? How can I remain a man of seven figures When I'm rushed by gold diggers every time I get bigger? Ch-ching (The curse, the curse) Like David Banner, when I tweak I turn green And every time I'm seen it's like people start to fiend It's the curse The curse, the curse (Do the math baby) The curse, the curse (Do the math baby, 1 million, 2 million) The curse, the curse (Do the math baby, 3 million) The curse, the curse (Do the math) When you hot, they think you got more than you got, yeah they do (The curse) When you not, motherf**kers callin' you a flop, motherf**kers (The curse, the curse) I just laugh, the curse everybody wanna have Before you sell your soul better do the math, better do it The curse, the curse (Do the math baby, get the f**k outta here) The curse, the curse (Do the math baby, with dollar signs in your eyes) The curse, the curse (Do the math baby, ha ha, sheeit) The curse, the curse (Do the math) Leave your a*s broke Rabbit ears, nigga for pockets I'm cursed but I love it