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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kalenna Harper
Vocals
P. Diddy
Vocals
Dawn Angelique Richard
Vocals
Rick Ross
Vocals
Danja
All Instruments
Nicki Minaj
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clifford Harris
Songwriter
Marcella Araica
Songwriter
Rico Love
Songwriter
Floyd Nathaniel Hills
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Danja
Producer
Marcella Araica
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
Dirty money
Ricky Ross
[Verse 2]
Hello, good morning, tell me what the lip read
Pretty face, thin waist with the sick weave
First time fish tailing in the six-speed
Real bad boy tell 'em come and get me
I'm at the fight, been kinda like Bellmen
Only took the trip to the truck twice
Unpacked the Mac 11 and Air Max's
Stuff six figures in my damn air mattress
Uh, I'm in love with large bills
A dime with a fat ass, thin waist, and tall heels
Yeah, it's the Teflon Don
Hundred carats in the charm, trying to give it back to Sean
[Verse 3]
Hello, good morning (Let's go, let's ride)
Hello, good morning
Hello, good morning
Know you've been waiting for it
'Cause I seen you watching
So, let's go
Let's get it popping
[Verse 4]
'Cause I've been leaning on the bar
Looking cleaner than the star
All these broads won't give me my props
Twenty five on the bank, I be stunting on their ass
And they mad 'cause the bitch won't stop
[Verse 5]
Got your boyfriend feeling like a groupie
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
Stuntin' like you looking like a movie
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
And everybody know who the truth be
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
I blow 'cause I'm blowing on the ooh wee
(You know, you know, we know, we on that) Hello
[Verse 6]
I just came up in it a little bit self-centered
But did I kill a Queen
Alexander McQueen's got the wrist on glow
The bottles is on po'
Got that shimmy, shimmy, yeah, shimmy, yeah, yo
What the fuck I look like, bitch, I run this town
I ain't coming out for less than a hundred thou'
Man, last time I checked I was bubbling out
Got to turn down shows, out in Dublin now
Wait, wait, hold on, maybe they didn't get that there
Like eleven hundred horses when I switch that gear
I just swerve on 'em, sorta like I missed that deer
Then I press that little button on the sit back chair
Bitch, I do it 'cause I get it, I got billion dollar credit
If you got a million dollars, you could put it up and bet it
I just be like, Hello, hello, but I never could salute them
Young money, I do it for the youth dem
[Verse 7]
Hello, good morning (Let's go, let's ride)
Hello, good morning
Hello
Ay yo turn me up a little bit more
I don't think they can hear me
Check this out
Bad Boy, bitch
Let's work
Come on, let's work
Non-stop, let's rock, let's work
It's that Dirty Money
[Verse 8]
Uh, how fly is he?
Your baby mama cry for me like Jodeci
So how you not notice me
Pull up to the club in the coldest V
Uh, literally though little did he know how that **** Diddy flow
How that **** Diddy go so hard like a crowbar still getting dough
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, I like this, can you feel it?
Nothing can save ya'
It's that Dirty Money
[Verse 9]
Got your boyfriend feeling like a groupie
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
Stuntin' like you looking like a movie
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
And everybody know who the truth be
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
I blow 'cause I'm blowing on the ooh wee
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
[Verse 10]
Hello, good morning (Let's go, let's ride)
Hello, good morning
Hello
Written by: C Harris, M. Araica, N. Hills, R. Love, Richard Preston Butler Jr