Scarface Lyrics: Money Makes The World Go Round Lyrics

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Scarface - Money Makes The World Go Round

featuring Daz

Scarface:

Money makes the world go round

Money makes me do all things I do

Hang with my homies smoke weed drink brew

Ride down Belford one deep and ?? crew

And money makes the world go round

Money makes the world go round

Living in a mansion one day with my wife

Stack me up some papers these days one night

If wind stop blowing these days than my sight

Winds start blowing I'm paid trump tight

Got to have papers these days in my life

I got to have paper these days of my life

Chorus: Repeat 6X

Money makes the world go round

Without a doubt

They all want to see about a clout

They don't know

Don't want to know or see what its about

We faced with danger do any thing for the paper

Scarred for life of the street mentality done made us

Watch out for the snakes and fakes

Out to take what's yours so prepare and beware

Money makes the world go round for some niggers

Money makes the world kill all niggers quicker

Its reala, the haps

The cheese, the scraps

The cheddar, whatever you call it its all ???

Chorus

Daz:

Some people gots to have it

Some really need it

A lot might even sacrifice their life to retrieve it

I see that money's good for me

Money's good to me

Money can't buy me love

But it can rent me some pussy

You get your hands on a little bit of it and before you know it

You go crazy without, do strange things for it

Although its made of paper, it don't grow on trees

Unless you coming up blowin weed, while you smoke on tweeds

You see money makes the world go round

Makes the price of living go up

Chances of living go down

You see money makes the world go round

If you ain't got it you nothing

But when you come up than they hound you

Chorus

I take me a shit and try to gather my thoughts

But where the southwest be, that's why I sip on a quart

You see my mind is on a whole lot more than just rap

You see you got to be something, until this rap shit happen

Its been a long time since I got my hand on some cheese

Its been addictive, my daughter can't get what she needs

Shit is fucked up, you wonder why we rob and sell dope

I go days without eating, it ain't because I snort coke

Fool I'm broke, what's a good way to get paid these days

Flip burgers, or lay your ass down and get sprayed

Hey man I got to reason with ya

Naw, fuck trying to reason

I'm tired of struggling so now its hunting season

I hope you understand by now what i'm thinking

Get a bag of that dank, of the hemp and I'm steady drinking

Contemplating on what should I do

This nigga got G's, I'm talking about a hundred or two

Chorus

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