Gimme All Your Money (ft Laganja Estranja)

Hey, what’s up?
And give me all your money
Let’s be friends
And give me all your money
Put your hands up
And give me all your money
G-Give me all your money
G-Give me all your money

Shut the fuck up
And give me all your money
Sit the fuck down
And give me all your money
Put your hands up
And give me all your money
G-Give me all your money
G-Give me all your money

I look sickening (bitch!)
So give me all your money
I work so hard I deserve this, honey (yes, I do!)
I’ve been working this ass from L.A. to Alabama (where?)
Turning it out from the steamworks to the slammer (okay)
Sparkle your eyes like a kaleidoscope
And when I don’t know the words
I’m like, “Watermelon Canteloupe” (rrrrrr!)
My body came from Brooklyn, my hair came from China
So keep on looky-looking, tryna find that boo-gina (what?)

Hey, what’s up?
And give me all your money
Let’s be friends
And give me all your money
Put your hands up
And give me all your money
G-Give me all your money
G-Give me all your money

I deserve this
Give me all your money
Give me all your money
Give me all your money
I deserve this
Give me all your money
Give me all your money
Give me all your money

I got PayPal, I take personal checks (uh-huh)
Visa, Mastercard and American Express
This is my website, this is my phone case
This is my t-shirt, these are my tour dates
Product placement, celebrity endorsement (okay)
Walk down the street and see my picture in the storefronts
Trendsetter, taste maker (work, work)
Home maker, cake baker (work, work)
Home Wrecker, heart breaker (work, work)
King maker, money maker (work, work)

Ganja, I got you payin’ a bitch to smoke
I trick and treated to this and get broke
I’m the wildest thing word to Tone Loc
Off my words you gon’ choke
If you payin’ call my hotline
A hundred dollars a minute, we ain’t got no limit
Except an hour minimum time
Alaska, last time you took my hot phrase
Went and made it into a hot flick
I could care less, a bitch got paid
Cha-ching (yes, gawd!)
If the register ring, Estranja gon’ sing
A blank check’s what you need if you want a fling
Either that or I need them karats to bling
I’m a clipper, I need that christened RuPaul money
I’ll make you holla holla, ‘til you folla folla
Where your platinum card honey?
One more thing (come on, platinum card!)
You should know about this chick- pink money is the label
And they say you better pay a bitch quick, Chyeah!

Hey, what’s up?
And give me all your money
Let’s be friends
And give me all your money
Put your hands up
And give me all your money
G-Give me all your money
G-Give me all your money

Shut the fuck up
And give me all your money
Sit the fuck down
And give me all your money
Put your hands up
And give me all your money
G-Give me all your money
G-Give me all your money