Love or money) {repeat in song} Baby, nothing come 4 free now If U want 2 be with me now What's it gonna be now? Is it love or is it money? Tell
Übersetzung: Prince. Geld oder Liebe.
on the bed, lay me on your sofa Call before you come, I need to shave my cho-cha You do or you don't or you will or you won't cha Go downtown and eat
be the death of me, c'mon, yeah And I remember what my papa told me Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy Chorus: Prince Ital Love for dem dat steal
the bed, lay me on your sofa Call before you come, I need to shave my cho-cha You do or you don't or you will or you won't cha Go downtown and eat it
how it feels Give me a call and my voice give you butterflies in your tummy Tell your friends you in love with Nas not his money And I'll prove I'm a
just say yes And if you didn?t know now you know I'm a pro and I can go on & on & on & on [Noah] Yo money, money, money everywhere I go Baby I'm a cash
the corners, move when I move That's a warning, or I'mma have my goons spin a garment Think it's sweet, and try to creep or run up on us Shit'll get
Double cokeheads who love cartoons, type chicks who eat pussy Listen to Prince and play with they wombs Flight attendant out of Delta Airline, get money
or nurses's aid Computer wizard, you about to get paid... [Outro, over background singing] Yea... You know I just met y'all And I love y'all already
a foul on, what coulda gone wrong Now they askin Cons, how long has this gone on And maybe all this money mighta gone to my head Cause they got me thinkin money
violate b-but Tonight man I ain't in the mood for it Don't matter who or you or look how ya co-or Dinated man that's my favorite I love the way that it
mind The past the past, enough of it, aight then But nothing gives me chills like Douglas and Tyson (Tyson) Or Mike when his talk was live Or when he
the mirror, check no liar Still like that butterfly like Mariah Show me the money the black Jerry MaGuire Tom Cruise on that couch if that money right
t come up and speak, you might get your ass beat To the hype man, who don't know his rapper's rhymes Got 'em runnin' out of breath or leavin' blank spots
the boy of my dreams And he's unbelievable [chorus] ...Wanna spend all of his money... [verse 2] Brothers, only mothers Have the right to decide What is wrong or
