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Lyrics:
Money… Ma-money… Money… Ma-money…
I must be the reincarnation of mister Benjamin Franklin
I got the thumb thats green, but i dont go gardening
Put my outfit on, like an ATM, looking like cash flow, and it never ends
When I get done Imma do it again, Im the weatherman, I make it rain on em
Looking like I robbed the bank
I look too good for goodness sake
No applause no need to thank, man I do this everyday
Im a walking forbes list, they want to endorse this
Im like „“well of course, bitch»"
Im looking like money. (money)
Looking like money. (money)
Im looking like money. (money)
Looking like money, 20s 50s 100s
Im looking like money m-money money m-money money money. Imma money m-money money m-money money money
Sittin on cagillions, have you met my friend, Benjamin. Looking this good, bet you dont
Im looking like money!
Im looking like money m-money money m-money money money. Imma money m-money money m-money money money, gonna make it rain on em
Money m-money money m-money money money. Imma money m-money money m-money money money, gonna make it rain
Thinking Im Lincoln, but honey this aint for free
Im a Washington talking about paper like wooden teeth
I think Im a money tree
If you dont dare you can leaf
I mean leave, best believe
You should invest more in me
Racks on, racks from my head to my toes
Im talking stacks on stacks when I walk out the door
Tax on, tax if you really want more
Diamond shine, dollar sign, you know why
Im looking like money
Looking like money
Im looking like money
Looking like money, 20s 50s 100s
Im looking like money m-money money m-money money money. Imma money m-money money m-money money money
Sittin on cagillions, have you met my friend, Benjamin. Looking this good, bet you dont
Im looking like money!
Imma, Imma, Imma, Imma do it again
Money m-money money m-money money money. Imma money m-money money m-money money money, Gonna make it rain
Money m-money money m-money money money. Imma money m-money money m-money money money
Money m-money money m-money money money
Imma money m-money money m-money money money, Gonna make it rain on em
Money m-money money m-money money money
Imma money m-money money m-money money money
Director Jarand Herdal
Co-Director Julian Alexander
Producer Tom Goodall
Co-Producer Jarand Herdal
Executive Producer Nic Weinfeld
Executive Producer Austin Kilgore
Executive Producer Matthew Seamons
Executive Producer Matt Floyd
Executive Producer IDAP Vision
FRANK Danny Trejo
ROBOT #1 Bekuh Boom
ROBOT #2 Stevie Rae Gibbs
GUARD #1 Jacob Anton
GUARD #2 David Fishman
UPM David Woon
DP Sten Olsen
Production Designer Greg Aronowitz
Costume Designer Chandra Chavez
Editor Jens Peder Hertzberg
Colorist Håvard Småvik
Makeup Arist Yvette Rishton
Post-Production Supervisor Jens Peder Hertzberg
1st AD Michael Sanaiha
Steadicam Op David Shawl
1st AC Jacob Perry
2nd AC Ryan Todd
Gaffer Dave Cortez
Best Boy Electric Adrian Nieto
Key Grip Ely Gonzalez
Grip Tehillah De Castro
Grip Savannah Lew
DIT Alex Fichera
Art Director Alynne "«RedFive»" Schripsema
Art Dept Assistant Gabrielle M Thomas
Art Dept Assistant / Concept Designer Leah Borrie
Script Supervisor Jens Peder Hertzberg
PA Jonathan Stein
Behind The Scenes Tim Shcauer
21st Century Executive Limousine Bela Lehoczky
Visual Effects Storyline
Special Thanks Dave Spilde
Marius Haugan
Khalid Maimouni
Torgeir Busch
Tim Schauer
Aidan McCollough
Greg Aronowitz
Producer: Gabriel Mekler
Studio Personnel, Engineer: Richard Podolor
Studio Personnel, Engineer: Bill Cooper
Associated Performer, Vocals, Guitar: John Kay
Associated Performer, Guitar, Background Vocalist: Michael Monarch
Associated Performer, Keyboards: Goldy McJohn
Associated Performer, Bass Guitar, Background Vocalist: Rushton Moreve
Associated Performer, Drums, Background Vocalist: Jerry Edmonton
Composer Lyricist: Mars Bonfire
If I could write you a song
And make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm.
I used up all of my tricks,
I hope that you like this.
But you probably wont.
You think youre cooler than me.
You got designer shades,
Just to hide your face
And you wear them around like youre cooler than me.
And you never say Hey
Or Remember my name?
And its probably cause you think youre cooler than me.
You got your high brow,
Shoes on your feet,
And you wear them around
Like they aint shit.
But you dont know the way that you look,
When your steps make that much noise."
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