Mansions, fashion Dresses, famous friends galore Imagine heaven filled of Benji's And he loves me like D. Reed I'm his queen, an anomaly I don't call it greed, it's just me
They say love makes you happy, I say money, money Money, money When he's gone, who's your daddy? I say money, money Money, money What's a broken heart? I'm over making love, i'm making bank I'm not lonely, i'm with money, money Money, money
Love hurts And numbers never cheated, lied and left Cupid? Stupid I wish America would love me like i'm oil I'm not spoiled, but I wanna be I don't call it greed, it's just me
I'm only fuckin' with money Fuckin' with money So whatever you want is on me, Fuckin' with money What's a broken heart? If I'm not broke at allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
