SUCKER 4 GREEN (MONEY)

I walked in the party, no friends on my arm, You got my attention, like a fire alarm

I don't wanna lose ya, I don't wanna lose ya I'm just looking through ya, you see my Medusa

Money, money, money, money, money, money I just can't look away from it, I want it, want it, want it

When you try to leave, I got you paralyzed Fall for it every time

You got me screaming, at the top of my lungs I must be dreaming, I can't get enough

You got me dripping off that look in your eyes What you do to me, I'm a sucker for green

Some's calling it a sick obsession Nothing wrong with being rich and blessed

And I just want a few yachts and mansions right now

Birkin bags and big diamonds Dropping racks on my island

Gotta touch like I'm Midas Touch it, touch it, love it, love it