She's stimulating on the eyes And those looks don't compromise She's avaricious, so delicious And what she craves is no surprise Cause if you ain't got the means, the cars or the cash You're just dreaming mister No money, no love No money, no love It's what her world is made of No money, no love A fancy house and chic clothes. She wants her pockets full of gold You buy her diamonds; she'll be your girl She'll trade you loving for the world Will all of her needs be taken care of? She wants the paper baby No money, no love No money, no love It's what her world is made of No money, no love At the end of the day she's still alone No heart full of gold when the hearts made of stone She works that dress, but she's still a mess Well it's all that she wants, all she thinks of She wants the stars above No money, no love No money, no love It's what her world is made of No money, no love No money, no love. No money, no love It's what her world is made of No money, no love