Money talks, listen, money talks, get money
Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa
Money talks, it don`t stop, money talks, it don`t stop
Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa
Let`s go

Everybody wants to be famous
Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless
People act shameless, tryna live like entertainers
Want a fat crib with the acres

So they spend money that they ain`t made yet
Got a Benz on tick that they ain`t paid yet
Spend their paycheck in the West End on the weekend
Got no money by the end of the weekend

But they don`t care `cause their life is a movie
Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly
Truthfully, it`s a joke like a bad episode of Hollyoaks
Can`t keep up with the cover lows

So they got bad credit livin` on direct
Livin` in debt but they still don`t get it
`Cause they too busy livin` the high life, the night life
F**kin` the high way, livin` large and they all say

Money talks, money talks, you got no
Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa
Money talks, money talks, for real, though
Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa

Let me take you down to London city
Where the attitude`s bad and the weather is s**tty
Everybody`s on the paper chase, it`s one big rat race
Everybody`s got a screw face, so many two face

Checkin` their hide, they set their record to ride
I`m on the inside, looking at the outside
So it`s an accurate reflection citywide
All things west and the Southside

Everywhere I go, there`s a girl on the corner
Buns undressed got the city like sauna
And it`s getting warmer, a lot of water
Turn a poor, struggling mother to a mourner

Mister politician, can you tell me the solution?
What`s the answer, what`s the conclusion?
Is it an illusion, is it a mirage?
I see them all go bad because they`re tryna live large
And they all say, all say

I`ve no excuse, I just want you to use me
Take me and abuse me
I got no taboos, I`ll make a trade with you
Do anything you want me to

Money talks, money talks, listen
Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa
Money talks, yeah, yeah, money talks, it don`t stop
Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa

Yo, we`re living in the days of the credit crunch
Give me the dough, I`m trying to have a bunch
But I can`t have raps for lunch
It`s nothing, enough to share, it ain`t fair
I never dreamed that it could be rare

Who cares who`s there to make a change?
Everyone`s in the club tryna to make it rain
But not for fun here, just for the sake of habit
Fifteen minutes of fame and everywhere`s the same

Again and again, I see the same thing
Everybody acting like they`re playin` Zenden
But I see rough seas ahead, maybe a recession
And then the depression, then whatever profession

This is my confession, I can`t f**k, I`m in the forefront
Livin` for my new record to start like a bungee jump
With no rope, but I ain`t tryna see the bottom
Because that is where I came from, I ain`t forgotten

Money talks, money talks, sing it to her
Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa
Money talks, yeah, yeah, money talks, for real
Dirty cash, I want you, dirty cash, I need you, whoa