[Intro: J] Yes Sir! We money man Yes Sir! Get up [X15] (Shut the fuck up!) Get up, Get up
Foreign cars, that's day A million off a tour, that's day A hundred broads, every day Getting this money- large, in every way
(smoking dope) that's day (run your door) that's every day (pulling hoes) that's day (Get money more) that's day [X2]
[Verse 1: Wiz Rapping ass There go Wiz, he a ass nigga I'm in a benz getting from a centerpiece Before you can my name you need ten at least I know they hate cause of the paper that a see Light a J and say a for my enemies.... Yeah Made men bunch of ass niggas When you paid you with some paid ass niggas I heard that money on trees so I grew one Left my old bitch at got a new one that I quit drinking but I'm back at it I that I quit drinking but I'm back at it bitch leaving with us nigga that's tragic The go in the trunk....that's magic She rolling and she don't even smoke Come to your job and make it flood bet you gone a boat
[Verse 2: J] I'm 20 years in and I win Hanging with the taylors gin and im dancing 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), little folded (you know it) You got one (you know it), Juicy got 4 (you know it) Only clubs that I like have poles ( you know it) Only fuck with chick, but I play with hoes (you know it) My sitting on forty acres --- who the neighbors? (whoooooo) Kobe bryant the lakers...now thats paper (lets get it) And I still mob through the hood I dont no waviers (yes sir) Cause if you niggas getting wrong, I'mma see you (Blowww)