[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 off a tour, that's every day A hundred broads, that's day Getting this money- Living large, in way
(smoking dope) that's day (run through door) that's every day (pulling hoes) that's day (Get money more) that's day [X2]
1: Wiz khalifa] Rapping ass There go Wiz, he a ass nigga I'm in a benz getting from a centerpiece you can mention my name you need ten at least I know they hate cause of the paper that a see Light a J and say a prayer for my enemies.... Made men of made ass niggas When you then you with some paid ass niggas I heard that money grow on trees so I one my old bitch at home got a new one Said that I quit drinking but I'm at it I said that I quit drinking but I'm at it Your bitch leaving with us 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 ride the monday I ride benz Any chick and all of her friends you I'm tossing spent (you know it), little money folded (you know it) You got one crib (you know it), got 4 (you know it) Only clubs that I like gotta have ( you know it) Only fuck with model chick, but I with hoes (you know it) My sitting on forty acres --- who the neighbors? (whoooooo) bryant from the lakers...now thats paper (lets get it) And I still mob through the hood I dont need no (yes sir) Cause if you niggas getting wrong, I'mma see you (Blowww)