[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 off a tour, that's every day A broads, that's every day Getting this Living large, in every way
(smoking dope) every day (run through door) that's every day (pulling hoes) that's day (Get more) that's every day [X2]
[Verse 1: Wiz ass nigga There go Wiz, he a rapping ass I'm in a benz getting brain from a you can mention my name you need ten at least I know they cause of the paper that a nigga see Light a J and say a prayer for my enemies.... men bunch 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 but I'm back at it I said I quit drinking but I'm back at it bitch leaving with us nigga that's tragic The roof go in the trunk....that's 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 the taylors drinking gin and im dancing Sunday I will the bugati- monday I ride benz Any chick and all of her you know I'm tossing Money (you know it), little 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 with model chick, but I play with hoes (you it) My mansion on forty acres --- who the neighbors? (whoooooo) Kobe from the lakers...now thats paper (lets get it) And I mob through the hood I dont need no waviers (yes sir) Cause if you niggas wrong, I'mma see you later (Blowww)