Ah
Very mellow, right fellas?
Yeah
You know if you ain`t got no money, then you ain`t got jack
Check it out, right?
[Verse 1: Ed O.G.]
Now righteous is the way I live, that`s how I gotta live
A girl don`t seem to want you unless you got somethin to give
But that`s not positive, and it`s a trip
The younger girls are sweatin a gangster, older girls are on the dealer`s dick
When I was livin foul, hey yo, I was knocked plenty, troops
But since I changed my lifestyle I can`t get any boots
Dealin and gangbangin, it might be negative
But I can`t knock it, cause we all gotta live
It`s the girls, the way they act, that really gets to me
Because I said Excuse me from the front seat of a hooptie?
Nobody gased me, nobody souped me
Yeah, I`m a dog, girl, but I ain`t Snoopy
I know why you play me, cause the car wasn`t hooked
I know I look good, so it couldn`t be my looks
But that`s more foul than a third-string center
Givin me the cold shoulder, and it ain`t winter?
But that`s how the `90s is, it is wack
If you ain`t got no money, then you ain`t got jack
[Chorus]
Gotta have money to make it with the ladies in the nineties
(Since he wasn`t no type of big drug dealer) --> Biz Markie
[Verse 2: Ed O.G.]
I`m tired of a girl playin innocent
When she know damn well she`s a freak
Yeah, she can`t accept I`m livin righteous
So she wants to fight this
And kicks it to a sucker in a jeep - why?
Because he got a car and I ride the bus
Hey yo, but I won`t get locked up when five-o makes the bust
But it seems girls` dreams is the money and the jeeps
And all the foul fellas get the flyest of the freaks
They like the guys with the gold that`s mackin right in check
And they love it when they`re locked up callin `em collect
And when a righteous brother like me takes a step and walks up
It`s like Do you have a boyfriend? Yeah, but he`s locked up
I say, How can you have a boyfriend if he`s locked up?
He`s probably somebody`s girlfriend and he`s gettin knocked up
But that`s how the `90s is, it is wack
If you ain`t got no money, then you ain`t got jack
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Ed O.G.]
If you`re involved with a fine girl, your bank in a knot
You think that she loves you, but she loves what you got
You can`t get without givin, without givin you can`t get
A sucker thinks she`s sweatin but she`s sweatin your pocket
To get a little you gots to give a lot
It don`t matter how you look, it matters what you got
And if you ain`t got a car, link or bank
Don`t think you gonna get some cause boy, you ain`t
If you`re a f-l-y g-u-y type of guy
Steppin to a girl without no m-o-n-e-y
You must be crazy cause she ain`t givin
The first thing that she asks you is, What you do for a livin?
If you`re livin foul or if you`re livin right
As long as you got money, she`s yours for the night
But that`s how the `90s is, it is wack
If you ain`t got no money, then you ain`t got jack
[Chorus]
