GoROUND lyrics

Bitch, it's me, B-O double B, smart as MIT By decree, nothing ain't for free, yes, it cost a fee This is money-making music, C note, that's the key Get the cheese, get the check [?], hehehe You don't know Jackson We be up in Louis, your bitch ask me up at [?] Yes, I got the pack son You see me on tour, [?] the floor, shit is packed son Black under my waistband, goddamn, yeah, I pack a ton (uh) Money make the world go 'round You know, money make the world go 'round (now) Money make the world go 'round You know, money make the world go 'round Open up this bitch, I'm in it, [?] sinnin', windows tinted (yes, I know), windows tinted If you want it, then come and get it, yes, I did it, too committed (how it go), too committed I am him, goddamn Yes, I came a long way from my first [?] stamp Whole fridge full of food, yeah, for me and my clan Lord know, I love my wife, but I'd still get your bitch down Diamonds all up on my wrist and neckelace, I'm reckeless I'm (money-making, the world, the w–) Now Money make the world go 'round You know, money make the world go 'round (now) Money make the world go 'round You know, money make the world go 'round Break