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[Intro - DJ
Ayo Game, they do boy?
It's DJ
I got my and red Jordan Retro 6's on
I'm all getting money
I glorifying my hard work
bottles
Shit, them love it too
This DJ Khaled, We the
Ayo
Red

- The Game]
All I know is and rocking J's
Bottles and J's
Bottles and J's
Bottles and J's

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

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

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

[Verse 1 - Rhymes]
All I know is how to smash on everybody record and do I do
And make somebody have to go and get a
Yo, Game I don't really give a if it's your record
And you my brother my nigga I got to rhyme fresh
See the way I coming, how I do the game,
Ask somebody, you got to know you need to get a
Let me them with another killer, then we put a couple bottles on the chiller
Kill with another verse
Everybody see the way I be going and
How I do it
the only way we know it, but then again, yes we do
We how I be banging
And every that I get
All the I be packing
And I it off
With all this money you where I'm heading
And I'm going to get the the patent 11 leathers
They really banging all the way down to the
And I get a couple pair with all this I be getting
And I kill them 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 before I hit you with the
be spilling liquor all over my shit, give me a second
Shit, anyway, see we got to get it up
Probably models up
Let me a bottle up
Let me see everybody put liquors bottle up

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

[Verse 3 -
and rocking J's
Smoking and Spades
Pistol in my Louis
it up like I'm Wade
Nigga do LeBrons, Kobe up on the weekends
Jordans Monday through Friday, especially I'm freaking
Them cool greys, that's
Them Space Jams, Tuesday
Them Lee's, on Wednesday
23 in my Benz, aye
You know I love them sixes, especially on my
13s and spandex on Thursday, it's your birthday
And I ain't lying, King of Diamonds, I'm in heaven
Red bone, pussy on my black and red 11's
Patent leather I step in
You know what I'm
S-double-O, W-Double-O
Black number 4s I aint get it from the store, Bus
That all I is

[Verse 4 -
I put in them couches
I put so much in my two
Put on for my city, I got no choice but to rep
I put shots in they hair
pretty girls, do the ugly face
And they my song on
Move I need dougie space like aye, aye
Then its right back to my mugging
Niggas put the weed out
BBM, you face
We walked in, want something, pop like we won something
Raise a glass for everybody that's done something nothing
No grind, no shine, code, we pay no mind
Cargos and J's on, let sun in, no blinds
All I drink is my
playing, YouTube
But tonight we on that red and cranberry, SooWoo

[Verse 5 - Lil
And I'm on that purp
Sipping on purp
I came in this bitch with niggas that will murk
And we ain't all that talking, you a dead man walking
Stomp a nigga ass out, in number 4 Jordans
Got a on the barrel, that's a hammer with a camera
Hollow nigga, tip a nigga like a dancer
I don't nothing but bitches and getting money
Blood gang, kill a in public
Tunechi
Shoot a nigga ass up then it's
shots, that fucking vest is so useless
Yeah, yo Chuck, fuck these
You who P-I-ru?
Killer B's