feat. P. Diddy [P. Diddy] Yo $hort man, I was with this trick the other night She was like, "Hey Diddy - um, Diddy - why are you so motherfuckin fly?" I had to tell the bitch I'm just about that paper beotch Everything I do is a world premier I know you're not tryin to front, girl come here I get up early in the mornin, work late at night So when you talk about me you better say it right I get my pimp on, whatever I get on Pop rock rap R&B it's a hit song I keep it movin no matter what your age Bitches screamin out Puff Daddy's on stage Drinkin 'gnac, cashin checks When I'm not makin money I'm havin sex International, superstar People wanna know just who you are I'm the Lear jet ridin, mansion residin If I throw a party you'll be dancin all night and Let's have some fun girl, it's okay I work hard, now it's time to play [Chorus: singer] If it's 'bout that money If it's about that bullshit If you got that paper, we can roll No time for haters, gotta go When it's 'bout that mo-ney Gotta keep it comin Niggaz hate us all day long Cause we get our paper on and oh-nnnnn [$hort] That's right, $hort Dawg in the house [Diddy] Yeah [$hort] P. Diddy in the house [Diddy] P, yeah [$hort] $hort Records, Bad Boy [Diddy] Bad Boy [$hort] Yeah, that's right [female singer - repeat 2X] Too $hort, Too $hort, gotta make that money Two-thousand watts, two-thousand watts Gotta make that money, Bad Boy, Bad Boy Gotta cash that money; gotta make that money money Gotta take, gotta make, gotta cash that money money [Diddy] And we out "Nigga this pimp shit!"