Where's my money at, huh, punk? Where's my money at, huh, punk? I'm so loud when I get Don't get my money When I want it Yahoooohoooooheh I'm not patient I don't need no doctor I just want my money I don't want nothin' else, just cash yes it's what I want It's not a principle It's just a matter of capital It's a matter of- Mozuma filthy luga Comin' down the, the bay- Yeah! I'm not gonna ask you twice I'm not gonna ask you at all Just pay it to me And spell my name right On the cash Write my name on the cash Not a check Yahemeyeah Yahemeyeah You hear me You hear me It's a matter of habit The nuns wear their habits And they make lotsa money Money for religion Money that I need To keep me alive and happy and charm-ha Don't tell me no lie Tell me the truth, as opposed to lies And half truths I want the whole truth And the whole money But I'd rather have the money You can lie as long as you give me all my money Okay Hoohohah!