[Chorus]
When I call you on the phone
You`re never at home
You been gone for so long and I feel so alone
Your love of money gone ruin our relationship
but you say it isn`t and thats a lie
[Chamillionaire]
Girl I ain`t trippin` I Know that you`re feelin` alone
but I feel you should know I`m still in luv wit my dough
And since they say time is money
I`m wastin` my money sittin here chillin` so good bye
[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]
She love a trick to treat
She be calling me up, Koopa let`s eat
I`m Sorry, but I gotta radio interview to do
I gotta hook up with Milla Mack, and Greg Street
Maybe we can retreat, to get a bite to eat
Take a night to sneak, to a tight lil` suite
You can invite some freaks
but get it right I`m cheap
you could leave, with tonight`s receipt
Makin` moves wit hatter
Ke`Noe and Dobey, BeBe and Jabber
When I`m not in the lab
you know I`m trying to grab a
Couple G`s chick please, what are you getting mad for
In the morning
When I hook up with Killa Mike, Lil` Jon and them
All of my calls, I`m gonna forward them
To the answer machine, please call again I`m busy
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Paul Wall]
I`m Still in Luv wit my money
I`m still infatuated wit my cash
Ain`t no need for relaxin` and chillin
I`m Stackin, and Killin` on a grind I mash
But I still make time for my lil` mama
But I ain`t got no time for a little drama
I`m tryna pull out in drop top
Throw 22`s on a lil` somethin` foreign for the summer
You can call me but I ain`t gone answer
All this stress gone cause me cancer
Imma call up whodi in the club on and throw a couple dollars on a Dancer
So don`t hastle me, just leave me alone, quit callin my phone
You say you an independent woman, then stand on ya own
baby girl I`m gone, holla at me
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: 50/50 Twin]
Get Mad, I chase cash
Do you contribute to fillin my stash
Smellin your piss bitch, go buy glass
Never deposit, but withdraw fast
Co-Dependant trash
Act with class but poor doin bad
Got a senada, can`t afford a jag
I`m the best thing that you done had
Stumbled upon a gold mine thought you
Stuntin` with that dolce I bought you
An additional time gon cost you
Speakin gibberish are you
Who gave you permission to trip
You gon trip,take a trip
Car, plane take a ship
Music grind stand right here
Ten mill you might get recruited
The world don`t twirl around beauty and booty
It twirl around cash and music
Cheer people up and help them through shit
