Lyrics:. Shawty, I don't mind If you dance on a pole. That don't make you a hoe. Shawty, I don't mind when you workin' til three. If you're leaving with me. Go make that money, money, money. Your money, money, money. Cause I know how it is, go handle your biz. And get that money, money, money. Your money, money, money. You can take off your clothes. Long as you coming home, girl, I don't mind. The ballers in here tonight, they gon' buy a hundred bottles. As soon as you shake it I know they gon' make it colossal in here. Cause shawty you thick and them tricks that you do with your body. Got all of these niggas they crowding around you like they seen Beyonce in here (She here. She here!). You want your own and you need your own, baby, who am I to judge. |--| Cause how could I ever trip about it when I met you in the club. |--| I make enough for the both of us, but you dance anyway. You know I was raised in the A!.