PACEWON & MR. GREEN - I Need Money lyrics

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I Need Money / Pacewon & Mr. Green(Get money)[ VERSE 1: Pacewon ]I need money, like they keep in a bank vaultSo much bustin out my pockets I can't walkAnd so many jewels in my mouth I can't talkRims so big on my Denali I can't parkCause if I did you just might think it's a landmarkOr a star inside like Joan Van ArcOr Heather Locklear or Howard CosellBut it ain't, it's just me, a powerful maleThat steals from the rich to give to the poorLived through the raw, kick in your doorClip in a four, spittin the rawCollabin like AkonEvery verse be napalm and h-bombUp in Jimmy ( ? ) gettin my steak onRocks as big as an acorn, I pace on gold bars, Fort KnoxWhen I walk inside to check out the judge the court stopsYo money[ VERSE 2: Pacewon ]The district attorney looks don't concern meI'ma tryina pay my tax and get up out of this earlyTie a scarf around my neck like old Mr. FurleyJump up in a G-4 and then started my journeyThrough my rhymes I see dollar signs and dollar signsKeep em from these blue collar crimes that I designMaskin up like the Lone Ranger, doin fineI'm clockin out on the block sellin 2 for 9Or 3 for 10, I say peace for now, yoPick my pen up and just let the nouns flowAnd earn like my nigga Nature did with The FirmSmokin heavy cause a fellow got money to burnUsin English like a tool, you gotta study to learnName spreadin more faster than germWhen Janet hear my song come onShe start doin the worm till she strainedThen it's move over, JermaineI need money[ VERSE 3: Pacewon ]Swiss bank accounts instead of WachoviaChauffeur's pickin my homies upMy mother got a castle like a queenAnd I'm ridin like a gangster with the leanRidin like a gangster with a dreamCold to warm, switch that from warm to AugustTo bein mad rich, number one on the Forbes ListWith all this bread stacked up enormousMoney earned from a flawless performanceAnd that's how I make itSacred minds become paperIt gets me more jewels than JacobWasn't anchored back in the past, so I sank itNaked outside in the cold with no blanketIt's how I once felt, but now I feel franticEager with my music to let my people rank itAnd let my people share it, the internet rules, I gotta thank itMoney roll in, I gotta bank itYo money