Tekster:
Jesus Jones One For The Money

one for the money, keep up with the Jones Take a look around and see you're not alone Oh, it's one for the money, keep up with the Jones 'Cause [Incomprehensible] And it's one for the money

records, I ain't made no money Yet I done made this is my fourth album yo, this my fourth album I ain't made a dime yet This nigga made one album, he

time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time One taste One taste One taste of you

will always want more but lift me out, over one more night all i want is what i was before i dont do it for god i dont do it for jesus i'm back on

made no money yet I done made this is my fourth album yo, this my FOURTH ALBUM. I ain't made a dime yet. This nigga made one album, he makin wild records

no money yet I done made this is my fourth album yo, this my FOURTH ALBUM. I ain't made a dime yet. This nigga made one album, he makin wild records.

to find out Tupac wet em up Pharoahe standin behind my fuckin curtains with a double barrel rehearsin Ready for war now for certain Biological warfare

airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a little liquor for the loved ones that we lost You ain't gotta wait for

airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a little liquor for the loved ones that we lost You ain't gotta wait for