[Intro: J] Yes Sir! We getting man Yes Sir! Get up Bitch [X15] (Shut the up!) Get up, Get up
Foreign cars, that's day A million off a tour, every day A hundred broads, every day this money- Living large, in every way
(smoking dope) every day (run your door) that's every day (pulling hoes) every day (Get money more) every day [X2]
[Verse 1: Wiz Rapping ass There go Wiz, he a rapping ass I'm in a benz getting from a centerpiece Before you can my name you need ten at least I know they hate of the paper that a nigga see a J and say a prayer for my enemies.... Yeah Made men of made ass niggas When you paid then you with paid ass niggas I heard that money grow on so I grew one Left my old at home got a new one Said that I quit drinking but I'm at it I said I quit drinking but I'm back at it Your bitch with us nigga that's tragic The go in the trunk....that's magic She rolling weed and she even smoke Come to your job and make it flood bet you gone need a
[Verse 2: J] I'm 20 in and I still win Hanging with the taylors drinking gin and im I will ride the bugati- monday I ride benz Any and all of her friends you know I'm tossing Money spent (you know it), money folded (you know it) You got one crib (you it), Juicy got 4 (you know it) Only clubs that I like have poles ( you know it) Only fuck model chick, but I play with hoes (you know it) My mansion sitting on forty acres --- who the (whoooooo) Kobe bryant the lakers...now thats paper (lets get it) And I still mob through the I dont need no waviers (yes sir) Cause if you niggas getting wrong, I'mma see you (Blowww)