N Luv Wit My Money

(featuring 50/50 Twin)
 [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