La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
(Uh oh, yeah)

Mr International, the man centerfold women loathe
Voice bump out the Bose in a tinted Rolls
Craftiness, take a stab at it, don't ask if Nasty's back at it
I don't run out of magic, popular, box-cutter flow

Time is money, the watch cost dough
Shaking the dice, fragrances from some beautiful ladies
The lights, the ambiance, yeah, this is the life
The money, hotties on each arm, it's on

I party like a rap star, baby, the facts are
The third time's a charm
So meet me by the Eiffel Tower
Bring a bottle of Dom

I am here, this is the place
The atmosphere of espionage and expensive taste
And each one that I see is an unfamiliar face
So I guess I'll just cut straight through the chase
And before I could say the name of who I came to see
Someone suspicion then came to me

I'm so close, I've come so far
A glass of red wine sits from the women at the end of the bar
I love to talk to you but I don't have the time
She looks like the prettiest part of a perfect crime

Oh, if I could
I could I'd put a picket fence around a wild flower
But darling, I have less than an hour
(I have less than an hour, I have less than an hour)

Oh, funny how time flies when you're having fun
(Yeah, let 'em know)
But I got to do what must be done

You on a winning streak, you survived the killer streets
Now you at the crap table, where the real villains meet
Number seven might get you to heaven
You break the bank, just might make you a legend

It's after eleven, you playing against a poker face
Genie eyes, light green, sipping on Bellini's
You play your cards right, she'll let you touch
She'll be a devil in disguise, lady incubus

Better know who to trust
She might roll with thugs who roll bodies up in Asian rugs
I'mma rush up and move on 'em, put the uz' on 'em
The crews do something new, inform me

(I have less than an hour)
I, oh, time will wait, baby
(I have less than an hour)
Oh, I'm in the pursuit of my own personal power
And I only have an hour