[Intro] What?! 
Flight School in the building homey 
Nino, it's on as a bone mayne 
Gettin that money mayne 
Puttin it in the bank account though, writin checks 
If you broke man it's gon' be hard for you understand this but peep this [Chorus] 
I know you see the cars, the jewels and the clothes 
Bitch nigga my money don't fold 
Bitch nigga my money don't fold 
Bitch nigga my money don't fold 
I know you see the 
Lamb' with the butterfly do's 
And I keep it to the side on some hoes 
Bitch nigga my money don't fold 
Bitch nigga my money don't fold [Juvenile] 
Oh no! My money don't fold... 
I'm a winner 
If money is the root of all evil, 
I'm a sinner 
Listen up soldier boy 
I bend your antenna 
Red dot on the center of your head for my dinner 
I don't talk about swag... cause 
I show it 50 thousand dollar cash every 12 
I blow it 
Yeah that boy hot, 
Lambo's in the lot 
What'cha know about deep sea fishin on a yacht? 
Lil' kids thankin showtime at the center 
Retarded baby it's me because 
I'm shittin like an enema 
You garbage, 
I'm solid 
I'm on these hoes like fingernail polish 
Fresh out of 
Flight School 
I got it on pilot 
You in the corner actin stupid lookin childish 
You got your shades on loc but you can notice me 
You actin like you don't see me but bitch 
I know... [Chorus] [Juvenile] 
Every day 
I'm the man... 
I pop Louis tags 
I probably got your whole life inside this 
Louis bag 
You know the 
F1, I already wrecked one 
Had to upscale, 
Lamborghini was the next one 
Hold your tongue son, 
I be on that 
BS I put that on everything 
I am U.T. yes 
I was in them raids, now a nigga paid 
And my bitch sippin more of these champagne heads 
Yes, I'm everywhere that they ain't broke 
Seen the money then 
I'm already at the airport 
I am a star boy, you look a fan like 
You coulda bought two but you ain't have your plan right 
I got my Louis' on, cool plus iron white 
Sunday might go out there and show 'em 
I'm the man like 
You got your shades on loc but you can notice me 
You actin like you don't see me but bitch 
I know... [Chorus] [T-Money] 
I said I just got paaaaaaaid! 
The money playin ping pong 
I'm ballin at the red light, feelin good like 
King Kong 
This here the theme song, hundred fifty steam on 
I'm dead wrong, talkin money on the phone 
It's baller music, baby buy you some 
Boy I'ma get paid no matter how you come 
You can't act crazy, 
I'ma go and get guns 
I tell you what, be the quick to show up punks 
I hit the highways boy, with 
CDs and tapes 
Might come back with 
X pills, and cell phones and 
Bapes State to state, boy we tryin to be straight 
Fuck that, we tryin to bake a wedding cake 
They just got the new 
Jag, God damn that's fun 
Well we just got the paper, 
God damn that's one 
Because my money don't fold, spend my money on hoes 
We about it hoe so go and get some mo' dough [Chorus w/ dub ad lib repeat]