[Intro: J] Yes Sir! We money man Yes Sir! Get up Bitch (Shut the fuck up!) Get up, Get up
Foreign cars, that's day A million off a tour, that's day A hundred broads, that's day Getting this money- Living large, in way
(smoking dope) every day (run through your door) that's day (pulling hoes) every day (Get more) that's every day [X2]
[Verse 1: Wiz Rapping ass There go Wiz, he a rapping ass I'm in a benz brain from a centerpiece you can mention my name you need ten at least I know they hate cause of the 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 some paid ass I heard that money grow on so I grew one Left my old bitch at got a new one Said that I quit drinking but I'm at it I said that I quit but I'm back at it bitch leaving with us nigga that's tragic The roof go in the trunk....that's She rolling weed and she even smoke Come to your job and make it flood bet you gone a boat
[Verse 2: J] I'm 20 in and I still win Hanging the taylors drinking gin and im dancing Sunday I will the bugati- monday I ride benz Any and all of her friends you know I'm tossing Money spent (you it), little money 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 fuck with model chick, but I play with (you know it) My mansion sitting on forty --- who the neighbors? (whoooooo) Kobe bryant from the lakers...now thats (lets get it) And I still mob through the hood I dont need no (yes sir) Cause if you niggas wrong, I'mma see you later (Blowww)