Dj Quik - Only Fo' Tha Money lyrics

[dj quik]

Sometimes I just don't even understand

Why people like this dirty talkin shit, youknowhati'msayin?

But since they do and people buyin this shit;

I'ma kick it like this

You see a pimpin ass nigga like me is wanted dead or alive

Because I jack these hooker hoes for they ten's and they five's

And twenty's then I leave em branded, cause I'm the love bandit

I'm not tryin to be mean I want your green or you'll be stranded

Cause you know it don't pay to play for free yo

So you shit out of luck, I need a buck to fuck

You duck, hoe, bitch, tramp

And I don't take no food stamps

This is a reminder - I'm lettin you know that if I get behind ya

You're gonna have to kick up - or eat a dick up til you hiccup

I treat yo' ass as if this was a stick up

Cause you ain't nothin but a pick-up

Trick hell yeah I'm offensive

A spin around the bend can be expensive

And the effects'll be, they can be extensive

So if I gotta fuckin take a chance, I want my grip in advance

Because it's only fo' tha money

Chorus: repeat 4x

Dolla bill y'all, dolla bill y'all

Dolla dolla dolla dolla dolla bill y'all

[2nd ii none #1]

Now that I fucked, I want my motherfuckin cut

Oh yeah, I'm a hoe, what you think I gave you the dick fo'?

See I can play the bitch, but see I ain't the bitch

You better checkin her in, and better do it quick

See the devil made me do it, cause devil is you

Cause I done seen all the shit you took niggaz through

But not me wench, you cute saditty skanch

Think i'ma be the trick nigga, well bitch I ain't

Cause I'm the type of nigga that can get your cock

Without payin you, but straight be playin you

Bitch - I thought you knew better than that

See it only fucks you up, when your weak game lacks

Manipulatin moves like I do (like I do)

See it just goes to show you hoe you can't play a true

See I can leave your broke-ass fast with your cock all runny

(beeeitch) cause it's only fo' tha money

Chorus

[2nd ii none #2]

Now that you know me, I'm only out to leave you broke and lonely

I find a stupid hoe and talk her ass to matrimony

Now I can be cool until we hitched

But i'ma switch up on my role and play the motherfuckin bitch

Waitin for the mailman to come around

Oh youse a low-down nigga - naw man, I'm just a money hound

I play the roll well, check out my limp

Yeahh, I'm the county check pimp (aww that's you baby)

Slangin my hand inside your purse

Girl you better keep cool cause the shit can get worse, damn

Yo' check is short, I ain't gon' sweat, huh

I take the kids lunch money, yeah - bet

And borrow ends from yo' family and grin

I just gotta keep my bankroll comin in

And then I kick back and laugh cause it's funny

Ha ha - I only did it fo' tha money

Chorus