(Verse) She got all the good qualities Plus she smoke weed and eat policies Tom shoes, little tattoos Rose cover up from a past dude I don't know her, I pay attention though I think her titties fake, no extensions though Her teeth nice, her feet right Her attitude never change but the beat might Her nails did, her a** fat But I don't know her name, should I ask that? I just lit a dutch, should I pa** that? It's been burning this whole verse, should I ash that? If she checkin for love should I cash that? Take it slow on the first date or should I smash that? So I even want her? Should I even bother? I know I ain't the only n***a tryna holler (Hook) It was money over b**hes Until I got rich Now all I'm thinkin Is who I'm gonna spend this money with? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? (Verse) Hey, pretty lady Are you comin with me pretty lady? We could ride through the city, pretty lady In that 35, doing 50 pretty lady Channel clutch, yea you stuntin on em No keys, push the bu*ton on em Molly in her system, now I'm touchin on er I'm her temptation, David Ruffin on er Love & other d**, she a get you hooked Got her right out them panties, I'm a p**y crook I was caught in the moment Smoking back woods while she was performing Then we laid up til like 3 in the morning Talkin bout success and how badly she want it She wanna be a model but she got a diploma But Hollywood a drug and I wouldn't condone it So I fell back Didn't want to but I understood This the type of sh** you go through when you out here chasin fame Tryna get a name, thinkin YSL makeup cover up the pain Got you runnin round in circles, playin they little games Now you in the strip club, you's in a different lane Now you tryna reach out but it'll never be the same Now I'm kinda glad that I never knew your name (Hook) It was money over b**hes Until I got rich Now all I'm thinkin Is who I'm gonna spend this money with? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you? Is it you?