Lyrical Breakdown of Money Changes ft. Chrisette Michelle - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Money Changes ft. Chrisette Michelle" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Wale weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Money Changes ft. Chrisette Michelle" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Clark Kent
Chris and Michelle
Wile E
Look, look
Don't do it for money, see that come and it go
Get you a couple of cars, bitches love you for those
Get some diamonds you can't afford, rhyming is not important
Attire gotta be that fire, you trying to become a baller
I know
I know
Money comes, money stays, money goes
Seen a buck, help my sale 'cause of Forbes
Let go, let them know
That's how niggers go from that balling to 30 for 30 broke
And I used to hear the stories of glory of serving coke
But I was more concerned with the corners and cover folk
Politics give me stress and got enough of my soul
Because they don't tell me to pray but they preying on me to vote
Love stays, money goes, love a nigga rich
Love games, funny hoes, on a nigga dick
Let me love you though
I ain't like these chicks
Loving you for your dough
Money go quick
Love stays, money goes, love a nigga rich
Love games, funny hoes, on a nigga's tit
Let me love you though, I ain't like these chicks
Loving you for your dough, money goes quick
Okay, dap, dap, as the room praise
I go unfazed, these rappers lack taste
A bunch of real slaves with fake chains
Turning my old hoes into new flames
So where is mother nature?
Trying to kill my complaining
Because these strippers give me shade unless it's been arraigned
Okay, dap, dap, she doesn't see a star
White women gawking, asking what that Roley cost
Yeah, I know your motives, you'll never know my heart
I know enough to know that jewelry got me more regard
I had that frozen watch and I was better fly
Had she seen me roadside, she'd probably drive by
Love stays, money goes, love a nigga rich
Love games, funny hoes, on a nigga's dick
Let me love you though, I ain't like these chicks
Loving you for your dough, money go quick
Love stays, money goes, love a nigga rich
Love games, funny hoes, on a nigga's tit
Let me love you though, I ain't like these chicks
Loving you for your dough, money goes quick
Wile E., will you marry me?
Not for your pedestal, but for your pedigree
I'll buy my own diamond things
We'll just get custom tattoos instead of wedding rings
I'm not like these hoes and I know your heart's been broken
This could be your chosen
My heart I'm exposing
Love stays, money goes, love a nigga rich
Love games, funny hoes, on a nigga's dick
Let me love you though, I ain't like these chicks
Loving you for your dough, money go quick
Love stays, money goes, love a nigga rich
Love games, funny hoes, on a nigga's tit
Let me love you though, I ain't like these chicks
Loving you for your dough, money goes quick
I love you Wile E