She's $$$

She's like a fine wine

A hundred dollar bottle

She's a '69 Charger

On full throttle

She's a fine tooled driving machine

She's money

She can shake that thang

She knows how to rock it

She'll light you up

Like a 220 socket

Like a long black stretch limousine

She's money

She's too hot

I can't stand it

What she's got I gotta have it now

Lord have mercy

Take it to the bank

She's money

Yeah she looks good

In them red high heels

Her picture oughta be

On the twenty dollar bill

Yeah I think you boys know

Just what I mean

She's money

She's too hot

I can't stand it

What she's got I gotta have it now

Lord have mercy

Take it to the bank

She's money

She's too hot

I can't stand it

What she's got I gotta have it now

Lord have mercy

Take it to the bank

She's money

She's too hot

I can't stand it

What she's got I gotta have it now

Lord have mercy

Take me to the bank

She's money

Lay down in my pocket, baby