(featuring 50/50 Twin)      [Chorus]   When I call you on the phone   You're never at home   You been gone for so long and I feel so alone   Your love of money gone ruin our relationship   but you say it isn't and thats a lie   [Chamillionaire]   Girl I ain't trippin' I Know that you're feelin' alone   but I feel you should know I'm still in luv wit my dough   And since they say time is money   I'm wastin' my money sittin here chillin' so good bye      [Verse 1: Chamillionaire]   She love a trick to treat   She be calling me up, Koopa let's eat   I'm Sorry, but I gotta radio interview to do   I gotta hook up with Milla Mack, and Greg Street   Maybe we can retreat, to get a bite to eat   Take a night to sneak, to a tight lil' suite   You can invite some freaks   but get it right I'm cheap   you could leave, with tonight's receipt   Makin' moves wit hatter   Ke'Noe and Dobey, BeBe and Jabber   When I'm not in the lab   you know I'm trying to grab a   Couple G's chick please, what are you getting mad for   In the morning   When I hook up with Killa Mike, Lil' Jon and them   All of my calls, I'm gonna forward them   To the answer machine, please call again I'm busy      [Chorus]      [Verse 2: Paul Wall]   I'm Still in Luv wit my money   I'm still infatuated wit my cash   Ain't no need for relaxin' and chillin   I'm Stackin, and Killin' on a grind I mash   But I still make time for my lil' mama   But I ain't got no time for a little drama   I'm tryna pull out in drop top   Throw 22's on a lil' somethin' foreign for the summer   You can call me but I ain't gone answer   All this stress gone cause me cancer   Imma call up whodi in the club on and throw a couple dollars on a Dancer   So don't hastle me, just leave me alone, quit callin my phone   You say you an independent woman, then stand on ya own   baby girl I'm gone, holla at me      [Chorus]      [Verse 3: 50/50 Twin]   Get Mad, I chase cash   Do you contribute to fillin my stash   Smellin your piss bitch, go buy glass   Never deposit, but withdraw fast   Co-Dependant trash   Act with class but poor doin bad   Got a senada, can't afford a jag   I'm the best thing that you done had   Stumbled upon a gold mine thought you   Stuntin' with that dolce I bought you   An additional time gon cost you   Speakin gibberish are you   Who gave you permission to trip   You gon trip,take a trip   Car, plane take a ship   Music grind stand right here   Ten mill you might get recruited   The world don't twirl around beauty and booty   It twirl around cash and music   Cheer people up and help them through shit