Artist: Lil' Jay f/ A. Jay Album: If It Ain't Bout Money (S) Song: If It Ain't Bout Money Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Verse 1: Lil' Jay] Money got me acting all funny My nigga I never look bummy I'm balling, crawling to this paper Rolling in the scraper While hitting this vapor All about my bucks Walk into the place with my chucks Giving no fucks, cause you hoes can't tell me nothing they be talking bout they balling but they ain't don't really care what these haters sayin' cause I'm balling like Kobe's fade aways If you ain't talkin Money no need for discussion gon' get stupid like the Russians Infactuated by the paper Faded like a taper I'm a straight money maker [Chorus x2] Cause If It Ain't bout' money Then it ain't shit Fuck with my chedda' and get hit With the Barretta or Banana Clip [Verse 2: AJAY] Fuck with my dough And ima' make you red like a tomato Cause I never play, Stay strapped with a Mac 11 Sending a few more niggas to Heaven Just your average you Buck Never giving a Fuck All about the Bucks Because I don't Care, I'll run up on you with my face bare Cause I really fuckin' care I'm a walking nightmare With money on my mind Only fuck with big bucks All Dollar no Dimes Damn, don't you just love crimes? [Chorus x2] Cause If It Ain't bout' money Then it ain't shit Fuck with my chedda' and get hit With the Barretta or Banana Clip [Verse 3: Lil' Jay] Im a Mac with a wolf pack I bounce back like a quarterback Pull up in a Cadillac this is my worst soundtrack Get me I come back with a counterattack Cash is comin out my ass I'll break you like your fucking glass Your underclass I'm upperclass you live under an underpass Faggot you can't hack it might as well just hang your jacket I ball even when I'm drinking alcohol Always been raider Fuck u haters, invaders, we upgraders, game changer Fuck a niner A whiner There minors with eyeliner