Mike Will made it
Money ain't nothing but money
When you get to the money, it ain't nothing but money
Love ain't nothing but love
When you learn how to love, it ain't nothing but love
Party ain't nothing but a party
When you party every day, it ain't nothing but a party
Love, money, party
Love, money, party
Love, money, party
Love, money, party
We want love, money, party
If I can't trust, then why am I giving my heart in exchange for him to love me?
'Cause there ain't much difference than a one-night stand and one that ain't for me
Is it too much?
'Cause you hate that you love everything that he do and you can't deny you wanna
So what?
My heart'll light a fire in this bitch and blow it
Money ain't nothing
Money can't buy you love, I don't give a damn if you sitting on a trill
Money ain't nothing
After that, run out
What about the real and the way you feel?
Money get low and the DJ stop
And the music slow down and that shit get blurry
Love, money, party, yeah
Money ain't nothing but money
When you get to the money, it ain't nothing but money
Love ain't nothing but love
When you learn how to love, it ain't nothing but love
Party ain't nothing but a party
When you party every day, it ain't nothing but a party
Love, money, party
Love, money, party
Love, money, party
Love, money, party
We want love, money, party
I've been through heartbreaks, heartbreaks
Much more than anybody with a human heart can take
You know it's something not too good to elaborate
But I been left in the lobby
I done been through the fire, I done been the girl on the side
I done laid it all on the line
And now they growing up
And I bet you regret it 'cause it just don't taste like mine
Money ain't nothing
Money can't buy you love, I don't give a damn if you sitting on a trill
Money ain't nothing
After that, run out
What about the real and the way you feel?
Money get low and the DJ stop
And the music slow down and that shit get blurry
Love, money, party, yeah
Money ain't nothing but money
When you get to the money, it ain't nothing but money
Love ain't nothing but love
When you learn how to love, it ain't nothing but love
Party ain't nothing but a party
When you party every day, it ain't nothing but a party
Love, money, party
Love, money, party
Love, money, party (god, oh)
Love, money, party (yup)
We want love, money, party
Okay I walk in, sorta late
My girl watch both coordinate
They both got that gorgeous face
They both shine, they both mine
Getting green, 'cause it's go time
Goddamn, I'm so fine
You know those like, uhm, supermodel type kinda girls
Yeah, I'm chilling with those kind
B.I.G. Sean Don Juan Pérignon
Detroit player boy, I get my Barry on
On an all-night-flight to the island, I be gone
In the morning, I don't even need a carry on (what)
This that all night get dressed up (boy)
Red cup get messed up (boy)
Me and Miley, it's just us, bitch
Money ain't nothing but money
When you get to the money, it ain't nothing but money
Love ain't nothing but love
When you learn how to love, it ain't nothing but love
Party ain't nothing but a party
When you party every day, it ain't nothing but a party
Love, money, party
Love, money, party
Love, money, party
Love, money, party
We want love, money, party
About This Song
"Love, Money, Party" is a hedonistic pop anthem that captures the emptiness lurking beneath surface-level pleasures while simultaneously celebrating them. The song explores the cyclical nature of modern desires-love, wealth, and partying-suggesting that when pursued excessively, these experiences lose their meaning and become hollow routines rather than genuine fulfillment. Miley's vocals convey a sense of jaded wisdom, as if she's speaking from experience about how the pursuit of these three pillars of contemporary culture can become mechanical and unfulfilling when they're all you know. The repetitive, almost hypnotic chorus mirrors the mindless repetition of seeking the same highs over and over, while the fragmented lyrics about trust and heartbreak reveal the emotional cost of living this lifestyle. Musically, the track blends pop-rock with electronic elements and Big Sean's rap verse, creating a sound that's both celebratory and slightly unsettling. The production's polished yet slightly chaotic energy reflects the song's central tension between glamour and emptiness. Released during Miley's controversial "Bangerz" era, the song resonated with listeners who recognized the paradox of modern excess-how the very things we think will make us happy can become the source of our dissatisfaction. It serves as both a party anthem and a subtle critique of party culture, embodying the contradictions of a generation caught between authentic connection and superficial satisfaction.
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