Fast Money, Fast Cars

Lyrics

[Hook: Wizkid] If you don't talk money, omo don't show up If you don't drive cars, omo don't show up Cause she's all about the money She's all about the money Cause she's all about the money She's all about the money Tóba lowo o ma tele e tele e lo Tóba lowo o ma tele e tele e lo Tóba lowo, naughty boy Tóba lowo, naughty boy T'oba lowo o ma tele e lo, tele e lo [Verse 1: M.I Abaga] She said I want Gucci for coochie, cash for the ass Kudi for the booty, see my man a heavy duty I get money like 50, I run the city Like Louis Pretty, I'm pretty, see the people glitterati I'm only interested in the boy who runs the show Like I like Peter Ababa, I will do Tjoe Kelly Hansome Is handsome, I'll tell him when I see him But if I want a man, it will be Keke or D1 She said what you driving baby boy 'Cause an end of discussion will signal end of discussion Seven Series, if you're serious You can get this godly lyrics If you got them diamond earrings, you can have the clothes I'm wearing I'm into governors, senators, ambassadors Or the big boys 'cause they always throwing cash at us Stacking that brandy fom my packets on your bed And I'm good in the service, that's why they always holla back like [Hook: Wizkid] If you don't talk money, omo don't show up If you don't drive cars, omo don't show up Cause she's all about the money She's all about the money Cause she's all about the money She's all about the money Tóba lowo o ma tele e tele e lo Tóba lowo o ma tele e tele e lo Tóba lowo, naughty boy Tóba lowo, naughty boy T'oba lowo o ma tele e lo, tele e lo [Verse 2: M.I Abaga] She said call me a hustler You can be my customer. When I'm in an X5 there nobody can question ya Dolce and Gabbana, Cuba as fine as cigar You need naira, you need dollar 2009 Impala Pop your collar, wear your zara designer There's no more drama. I want with Big boys, Daniel to Barrack Obama Yaradua, Goodluck. See I want The presido, Mike Adenuga types I need a man to make me glow She said I like Jim Iyke but Dangote is better yet I like first class seats but I prefer a private jet And I don't need a dude who's bank Account is very large I want the man who owns the bank The head nigga in charge I'm into tycoons, CEOs very rich I'm a high brand chic, I'm an Island chic How I cruise, see the swag, Jimi shoes Felly bag. I'm an oil rig chic not a Mr. Biggs chic [Hook: Wizkid] If you don't talk money, omo don't show up If you don't drive cars, omo don't show up Cause she's all about the money She's all about the money Cause she's all about the money She's all about the money Tóba lowo o ma tele e tele e lo Tóba lowo o ma tele e tele e lo Tóba lowo, naughty boy Tóba lowo, naughty boy T'oba lowo o ma tele e lo, tele e lo [Verse 3: M.I Abaga] She's an aristo girl, she's a cristos girl She's making those connects like a Sisqo girl She cops what she sees, lot of stops overseas She's an arts for extreme She shops for a week She's VIP, don't need I.V, just C.I.D She's V.I.G. Paparazzi wanna see her The girls wanna be her She's a star cos she's got (Fast money, fast cars) Mama use to tell her all you've got is pride Ashawo na Ashawo, no matter what you drive Don't spend your life to buy money Cos you can't spend money to buy life Mama use to say baby you are who you are No matter how fast your money or your car Don't spend your life to buy money Cos you can't spend money to buy life [Hook: Wizkid] If you don't talk money, omo don't show up If you don't drive cars, omo don't show up Cause she's all about the money She's all about the money Cause she's all about the money She's all about the money Tóba lowo o ma tele e tele e lo Tóba lowo o ma tele e tele e lo Tóba lowo, naughty boy Tóba lowo, naughty boy T'oba lowo o ma tele e lo, tele e lo