Love is blind and talk is cheap
But money talks yeah, it talks to me
So tell me who you want to be
It's up to you, woah
(One look) one look at me give her baby fever
Came to my show now she want the wiener
Tryna get the wood, she a little beaver
I can't save a hoe, my name is not Peter
First she was a critic now she a believer
As a player gotta tell her that you'll never leave her
Gotta buy a little time, gotta pay the meter
Then as soon as you hit, run like Derek Jeter
I won't lie I got caught up in relationships
And I had a couple run-ins with this crazy bitch
It was up, it was down, it was all drama
I just wanted peace of mind like the Dalai Lama
I left my lover in the gutter and never looked back
Way too much baggage for me, I could never unpack
Love is blind and talk is cheap
But money talks yeah, it talks to me
So tell me who you want to be
It's up to you, woah
