[Verse 1: Fat Joe] [诗歌1 ：胖乔]

Wrist on froze, thanks to the stove; 手腕上僵住了，多亏了炉子;

Mattress financial, bank's never closed; 床垫金融，银行永远不会关闭;

Monday to Sunday, serve all addicts; 周一至周日，为所有吸毒者;

Joey Van Gundy, watch me work the Magic; 乔伊 - 范甘迪，看我的工作魔术;

Aah, and I ain't talkin' NBA; 啊哈，我是不是在说“ NBA ;

I ain't even trust the brethren, jealous ones still envy me; 我是不是完全信任的弟兄们，嫉妒的人还羡慕我;

Problem is, these guys ain't even half what they pretend to be; 问题是，这些家伙甚至还不到一半，他们假装成为怎样的人;

Cold Don, now look at all the shots that they keep sendin' me; 冷唐，现在看所有的镜头，他们不断寄来的我;

And your girl the best, she fulfillin' all my fantasies; 和你的女孩是最好的，她fulfillin “我所有的幻想;

She drip, drip, drippin' all up in the Drophead Phantom seats; 她滴，滴， drippin “一切都取决于在幻影软顶敞篷车的座位;

Now pop your bottles, blow your cush, fuck what your man say; 现在流行的瓶，吹你的古实，他妈的你的人说些什么;

'Cause you know we don't give a fuck, we let the pan play... 因为你知道我们不给他妈的，我们让盘玩...

   

[Chorus: Trey Songz] [合唱：新人报道​​]

If it ain't about money, why we wastin' time? 如果不是钱的问题，为什么我们浪费自己的时间呢？

(And tell her that) money's all that's on my mind... （而且告诉她）的钱就是一切在我的脑海......

You can believe that, I'll be where the cheese at; 你可以相信，我会在那里的乳酪;

Wrist on froze, better get your hoe; 手腕上僵住了，最好让你的锄头;

Pocket full of paper, so these haters can't stand me; 口袋里装满了纸张，所以这些仇敌无法忍受我;

Ballin' like the Lakers, keep heat like Miami, 劈腿像湖人，保持热像迈阿密，

And she killin' in them jeans, "Baby, won't you take 'em off for me? " 她杀人于他们的牛仔裤， “宝贝，你不带着他们去了我吗？ ”

She said she a boss, she ain't talkin' 她说她老板，她是不是在说

If it ain't about money, why we wastin' time? 如果不是钱的问题，为什么我们浪费自己的时间呢？

   

[Verse 2: Fat Joe] [诗2：胖乔]

Neck on froze, thanks to the hoes; Pussy never plummet, pimp 'til I'm gone; 脖子上僵住了，多亏了锄头;猫从来没有暴跌，皮条客，直到我走了;

Powder white work, let's get this shit poppin'; 粉白色的工作，让我们这个狗屎屁股 ;

And fuck the police, like them niggaz out in Compton; 他妈的警察，就像他们的兄弟们在康普顿;

Aah, we too fly for our own good; And you can see the sky shinin' on the chrome hood; And you can smell that money right off the Lou Vuitton; 啊哈，我们也为我们自己好飞;你可以看到在镀铬罩天空照耀;而且你可以闻到钱马上娄威登;

Self-made millionaire right from the Bronx; 从布朗克斯白手起家的百万富翁权利;

On my way to Cali, Kobe, he playin' LeBron; 我的办法卡利，科比，他在玩“小皇帝;

Drop 50 stacks, tell my niggaz "Pay the bar"; 下降50堆，告诉我的兄弟们“付出吧” ;

Stop trippin', that pussy got a nigga hard; 停止践踏，那猫有一个黑人硬;

And the Am-Ex card, blacker than my nigga 'Kon... 和AM -Ex的卡，黑比我的兄弟们杆...

   

[Chorus: Trey Songz] [合唱：新人报道​​]

If it ain't about money, why we wastin' time? 如果不是钱的问题，为什么我们浪费自己的时间呢？

(And tell her that) money's all that's on my mind... （而且告诉她）的钱就是一切在我的脑海......

You can believe that, I'll be where the cheese at; 你可以相信，我会在那里的乳酪;

Wrist on froze, better get your hoe; 手腕上僵住了，最好让你的锄头;

Pocket full of paper, so these haters can't stand me; 口袋里装满了纸张，所以这些仇敌无法忍受我;

Ballin' like the Lakers, keep heat like Miami, 劈腿像湖人，保持热像迈阿密，

And she killin' in them jeans, "Baby, won't you take 'em off for me? " 她杀人于他们的牛仔裤， “宝贝，你不带着他们去了我吗？ ”

She said she a boss, she ain't talkin' 她说她老板，她是不是在说

If it ain't about money, why we wastin' time? 如果不是钱的问题，为什么我们浪费自己的时间呢？

You can believe that, I'll be where the cheese at; 你可以相信，我会在那里的乳酪;

Wrist on froze, better get your hoe; 手腕上僵住了，最好让你的锄头;

Pocket full of paper, so these haters can't stand me; 口袋里装满了纸张，所以这些仇敌无法忍受我;

Ballin' like the Lakers, keep heat like Miami, 劈腿像湖人，保持热像迈阿密，

And she killin' in them jeans, "Baby, won't you take 'em off for me? " 她杀人于他们的牛仔裤， “宝贝，你不带着他们去了我吗？ ”

She said she a boss, she ain't talkin' 她说她老板，她是不是在说

If it ain't about money, why we wastin' time 如果不是钱的问题，为什么我们浪费自己的时间