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