I’m gonna stand up and stand tall
You know the writing ain’t on the wall
Cuz the hotter they get, the harder they fall
And if you ask me baby, that ain’t all
Baby, you know the truth,
They say that life is wasted on the youth
Paper bag money ain’t a thing
Girl you can’t live your life in that lane
You want that money
So you sell that body
That’s nothing funny
Hot spice and honey
No church on Sunday
Ain’t that a fun day
You want my baby
Do you drive a Mercedez
Cuz I is lazay
Gonna drive you crazy
For my love
You know you want it
You know you love it
But where’s your money
Oh what did you call me
I am waking up everyday
Falling on knees and pray
Praying for the time that this
world would be mine to take.
Well, give it up, and give it back
You know that life is all about the facts
Girl if you mess it up, you’ll miss the right track
You know the truth,
They say that life is wasted on the youth
Paper bag money ain’t a thing
Girl you can’t live your life in that lane
You want that money
So you sell that body
That’s nothing funny
Hot spice and honey
No church on Sunday
Ain’t that a fun day
You want my baby
Do you drive a mercedez
Cuz I is lazay
Gonna drive you crazy
For my love, For my love