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[Intro - DJ
Ayo Game, what they do
DJ Khaled
I got my and red Jordan Retro 6's on
I'm all getting money
I love glorifying my work
Popping
Shit, hoes love it too
This DJ Khaled, We the
Ayo
Red

[Chorus - The
All I know is and rocking J's
and rocking J's
and rocking J's
Bottles and J's

Bitches and money
Bitches and money
and getting money
Bitches and getting

Bottles and J's
Bottles and J's
Bottles and J's
and rocking J's

Bitches and money
Bitches and getting
and getting money
Bitches and money

[Verse 1 - Busta
All I know is how to smash on record and do what I do
And make somebody have to go and get a
Yo, Game I don't really give a fuck if it's your
And you my brother my nigga look I got to rhyme
See the way I coming, how I do the game,
Ask somebody, you got to know you to get a nurse
Let me bang them with another killer, then we put a bottles on the chiller
Kill them with verse
see the way I be going and going
How I do it
Niggas the only way we know it, but again, yes we do
We how I be banging
And every that I get
All the heat I be
And I it off
With all this money you know I'm heading
And I'm going to get the Jordans the 11 leathers
really banging all the way down to the feathers
And I get a couple with all this money I be getting
And I kill with the bounce, you see the way a nigga stepping
And we pop bottles and we J's, see me repping
Let me show you way I do it I hit you with the weapon
Don't be spilling liquor all my shit, give me a second
Shit, anyway, see we got to get it up
feeling models up
Let me a bottle up
Let me see everybody put your liquors up

[Verse 2 - Rick
Bitches, I'm money, bottles and rocking chains
Money like I'm LeBron, my whip collection
Suicidal thoughts, highway to heaven riding a boss
in the clouds, sixty G's a month
Fifty floors, marble walls, of Boston Georgia
Bitches snorting blow, fucking fast, and cooking
Sanctify, Bally shoes, Audemars, Franck Muller, Chopard
My new bitches menage, I'm a G

[Verse 3 -
and rocking J's
Smoking and sipping
Pistol in my Louis
Heat it up like I'm
don't do LeBrons, Kobe up on the weekends
Jordans Monday through Friday, especially when I'm
Them cool greys, that's
Them Space Jams, that's
Spike Lee's, on Wednesday
23 in my Benz, aye
You I love them sixes, especially on my bitches
13s and them spandex on Thursday, it's your
And I ain't lying, King of Diamonds, I'm in heaven
Red bone, pussy popping on my black and red
Patent leather when I in
You know what I'm
S-double-O, W-Double-O
Black number 4s I aint get it the store, Bus know
That all I is

[Verse 4 -
I put footprints in couches
I put so in my two step
Put on for my city, I got no choice but to rep
I put straight shots in they
pretty girls, do the ugly face
And they just my on
Move back I need space like aye, aye
Then its right back to my face
Niggas saying put the out
BBM, you face
We walked in, something, bottles pop like we won something
Raise a for everybody that's done something from nothing
No grind, no shine, code, we pay no mind
Cargos and J's on, they let sun in, no
All I drink is my
Stop playing,
But tonight we on that red berry and cranberry,

[Verse 5 - Lil
And I'm smoking on that
Sipping on that
I came in this bitch with some niggas will murk
And we ain't about all that talking, you a dead man
Stomp a ass out, in these number 4 Jordans
Got a scope on the barrel, a hammer with a camera
Hollow nigga, tip a nigga like a dancer
I don't know but bitches and getting money
Blood gang, kill a nigga in
Young
Shoot a nigga ass up then it's
Head shots, that fucking is so useless
Yeah, yo Chuck, these niggas
You know who
Killer B's