Lyrics:

Hook:)
Work On The Kitchen Table
Where The Bags At (x3)

Work (x2)

Imma Nigga Wit Money (x3)
And I Don't Love Dat Bitch

I Tell Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch Make Me Rich
Imma Nigga Wit Money
And I Don't Love Dat Bitch



(Verse 1:)
Yea, Backpack Full Of Stacks All The Bitches Love Me
Don't Compare To These Rappers Im On A Diff'rent Budget

I Ain't Even Gotta Practice Never Gettin Rusty
No I Ain't Lookin Down But I See No One Above Me

The Paper Bag Brown Wit Durty Green Money
The Bank Acount Good Full Of Clean Money

F**k Chain Money, I Blow Ring Money
I Bet That Motha F**ka Neva See Tha Big Money



Magazine Money Do A Spread On Me
And You Can Turn Ya Back But Never Turn The Feds On Me



Read The Note Attached We Got Ya Lil Homey
We Need Bread Homey Or Das Ya Dead Homey



Im Like A Corleone Meet The F**king Mob
I Can Get You Whacked Or Give Ya Ass A Job

Weezy F. B. I Holla C-M-B
Coca Cola Classic Caffine Free



(Hook)
Work On The Kitchen Table
Where The Bags At (x3)

Work (x2)

Imma Nigga Wit Money (x3)
And I Don't Love Dat Bitch



I Tell Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch Make Me Rich
Imma Nigga Wit Money
And I Don't Love Dat Bitch

(Verse 2:)
Stop Playing Wit Me Stop Playin Wit Me Bitch
Stop Playing Wit Me Stop Playing Wit Me Bitch

Imma Cash Money Stunna On My 14 Summa
Dick A Bitch Down N Take Erry Thang From Er



Now Run To Tha Kitchen I Ain't Hungry I Ate
Bitch Put 36 O's On My Plate



See My pop was Cookin Slabs While My Mom Wuz Cookin Dinner
See My Momma Iz A Cheif N My Daddy Wuz A Dealer



Grand Daddy Was A Dealer And My Auntie Is A Killer
I Hope She Kno I Luv Her, Pray The Pigs Never Get Er



My Brother Still A Baby N My Uncle Kinda Raised Me
Yaw Pray For His Wife 'cause Dat Cancer Shit Iz Crazy



My Daughters So Smart That It Scares Me
Her Mother Is An Angel She's Always There For Me



And Me Im Just Wild I Think I Need Theropy
B-'cause Im Goin After Dat Money No Matter Where It Be

I got

(Hook)
Work On The Kitchen Table
Where The Bags At (x3)

Work (x2)

Imma Nigga Wit Money (x3)
And I Don't Love Dat Bitch

I Tell Er Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch Make Me Rich
Imma Nigga Wit Money
And I Don't Love Dat Bitch