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50/50 Twin/Chamillionaire/Paul Wall Lyrics


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(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 that's 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

Overall Meaning

The song “Still in Luv Wit My Money” by 50/50 Twin/Chamillionaire/Paul Wall talks about the struggle between the love for money and love for human relationships. The chorus indicates that the singer’s lover has left him/her due to the obsession with money, which made the singer feel lonely. However, in the first verse, Chamillionaire makes it clear that he is not all bothered. He prefers to be away making money than spending time with his girlfriend. He refers to himself loving money, and time is less about chilling but more about making a profit. He then mentions making moves with his associates in music like Milla Mack, Greg Street. In contrast, his girlfriend is demanding a bite to eat, but she does not understand why he is always busy.


In the second verse, the singer, Paul Wall, echoes these ideas. That he still loves money and is fascinated with cash. His priority remains making money, and he does not have time for drama. He speaks of a need to pull out, buy something foreign, and put 22s on it. He is too busy to answer his phone, and he states that the stress is going to cause him cancer. As the track reaches the third verse, 50/50 Twin takes over to speak straight to his woman. He tells her that he wants cash and does not need her to fill his stash. He adds that his woman is co-dependent trash who needs to act with class. Twin adds that he is the best thing she has ever had and that she stumbled across a goldmine with him. However, he implies that any additional time with him is going to cost her more money.


Line by Line Meaning

When I call you on the phone
When I try to connect with you through the phone


You're never at home
You're not available to talk


You been gone for so long and I feel so alone
I feel lonely because of your absence for a long time


Your love of money gone ruin our relationship
Your obsession with money is damaging our relationship


But you say it isn't and that's a lie
You deny the impact of your money obsession but that’s not true


Girl I ain't trippin' I Know that you're feelin' alone
I'm not overreacting, I understand that you feel lonely


But I feel you should know I'm still in luv wit my dough
You should know that my love for money is still strong and hasn't changed


And since they say time is money
People often associate time and money as valuable assets


I'm wastin' my money sittin here chillin' so good bye
I'm wasting money by idling around, so I'm leaving you now


She love a trick to treat
She loves it when I spend money on her


She be calling me up, Koopa let's eat
She frequently calls me to go out and eat


I'm Sorry, but I gotta radio interview to do
I apologize, but I have a radio interview scheduled


I gotta hook up with Milla Mack, and Greg Street
I need to meet with Milla Mack and Greg Street


Maybe we can retreat, to get a bite to eat
We can go somewhere private and eat together


Take a night to sneak, to a tight lil' suite
We can go to a small, comfortable room together and spend the night


You can invite some freaks
You're allowed to invite some sexually adventurous people


But get it right I'm cheap
Just know that I'm not willing to spend a lot of money


You could leave, with tonight's receipt
You can have the bill from tonight's meal and just leave


Making moves wit hatter
Working with Hatter, making progress


Ke'Noe and Dobey, BeBe and Jabber
Collaborating with multiple people to get things done


When I'm not in the lab
When I'm not working on music


You know I'm trying to grab a
You know I'm trying to make some money


Couple G's chick please, what are you getting mad for
I'm making only a few thousand dollars, why are you getting angry?


In the morning
Tomorrow


When I hook up with Killa Mike, Lil' Jon and them
When I meet with Killa Mike, Lil' Jon and others


All of my calls, I'm gonna forward them
I'm going to direct all my calls to voicemail


To the answer machine, please call again I'm busy
Leave a message because I'm occupied at the moment


I'm Still in Luv wit my money
I continue to love money


I'm still infatuated wit my cash
I'm still obsessed with my money


Ain't no need for relaxin' and chillin
No time to relax or have fun


I'm Stackin, and Killin' on a grind I mash
I'm stacking up cash and working hard to get more


But I still make time for my lil' mama
I still make time for my partner


But I ain't got no time for a little drama
I don't have time for small issues or problems


I'm tryna pull out in drop top
I'm trying to purchase an expensive convertible


Throw 22's on a lil' somethin' foreign for the summer
Add 22-inch rims on a foreign car to show off in the summertime


You can call me but I ain't gone answer
You can try to call me, but I won't answer


All this stress gone cause me cancer
The stress is causing me to get sick


Imma call up whodi in the club on and throw a couple dollars on a Dancer
I'm going to call my friend in the club and throw some money on a dancer


So don't hastle me, just leave me alone, quit callin my phone
Don't bother me, leave me alone, stop calling me


You say you an independent woman, then stand on ya own
You claim to be an independent woman, so act like one


Baby girl I'm gone, holla at me
I am leaving, talk to me later


Get Mad, I chase cash
I get angry, money is what I pursue


Do you contribute to fillin my stash
Are you helping me add to my savings?


Smellin your piss bitch, go buy glass
You smell bad, go purchase some personal hygiene products


Never deposit, but withdraw fast
I don't save money, but I spend it quickly


Co-Dependant trash
A harmful and unproductive relationship


Act with class but poor doin bad
I try to act politely, but I am struggling financially


Got a senada, can't afford a jag
I drive a smaller and cheaper car because I can't afford a luxury car


I'm the best thing that you done had
I'm the best experience you've ever had


Stumbled upon a gold mine thought you
I came across a good opportunity


Stuntin' with that dolce I bought you
You're showing off the expensive clothing I purchased for you


An additional time gon cost you
If you want to spend more time with me, it will come at a price


Speakin gibberish are you
You're not making sense


Who gave you permission to trip
Who authorized you to become upset


You gon trip,take a trip
You're going to have a fit, leave or be kicked out


Car, plane take a ship
Go away by car, plane, or boat


Music grind stand right here
This is where my music work takes place


Ten mill you might get recruited
Achieving 10 million views or plays might lead to my recruitment by others


The world don't twirl around beauty and booty
The world does not revolve around physical beauty and sexual appeal


It twirl around cash and music
The world revolves around money and music


Cheer people up and help them through sh*t
I try to make people feel better and improve their situations




Lyrics © MUSIC COPYRIGHT CONSULTANT GRP
Written by: PAUL JEFFERSON, WYATT EASTERLING

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@1stLadyTate12

its been like 10 years since I heard dis song

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Yuuughhh!!!!!

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