Lyrics of 'Money (feat. Fonse & Flexa)' by Rafael Zell

(Money on the beat, yeah)
Wake up early you better be done
Baby tomorrow you gotta go to work
And I see it, I do it
I do it, do I?
Just wanna be here in this party tonight
Maybe you could and you would
Maybe you should if you were rich
Let me remember
Let me remember you're not
I'll leave this party
Or the money won't come

Cuz the money gotta keep
Money gotta keep coming hey
Money gotta keep, money gotta keep
The money, the money
The money, the money
So we better work, work, work

Raising bottles to the top
Feeling the beat going hot
Might be going crazy
Now is just the start

Time passes for us and I start to
Imagine the things that we could do
All the promises we could make
And could have lived
Starting with you
In your blue dress looking at me
Then you said: Fringe or without?
Then you called me, we went to your house
I wish I had told you nobody can
Touch you like me
All night you wanted me

Cuz the money gotta keep
Money gotta keep coming hey
Money gotta keep, money gotta keep
The money, the money
The money, the money
So we better work, work, work

Raising bottles to the top
Feeling the beat going hot
Might be going crazy
Now is just the start

All these money makes me feel
Like I'm on a superpower
All the shit I can buy every
Every single hour
I gotta
I gotta go time is money
And I'm a motherfucking baller
All these hoes they wonder
Spending money with a hustler
I gotta
I gotta go before they put me
In a motherfucking sorrow
Bitch you already know
I got money to blow
We the shit, making paper because
I got the flow
(Uh yeah) Think I have to go
Don't worry you know
You can see all of my shows
Girl I love when you bring it up
Don't fall in love
Cause you know that shit hurts
Wonder how they fall? (Aye)
I know they can pay
But I'm lucky, my father always says
That money doesn't buy trust

Raising bottles to the top
Feeling the beat going hot
Might be going crazy
Now is just the start
(Money on the beat, yeah)