[Intro: J] Yes Sir! We money man Yes Sir! Get up Bitch [X15] (Shut the up!) Get up, Get up
Foreign cars, every day A million off a tour, every day A hundred broads, every day Getting money- Living large, in every way
(smoking dope) every day (run through your door) every day (pulling hoes) that's day (Get money more) that's day [X2]
[Verse 1: Wiz Rapping ass go Wiz, he a rapping 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 a nigga see Light a J and say a prayer for my enemies.... Made men of made ass niggas When you paid then you with some paid ass I heard that money on trees so I grew one my old bitch at home got a new one Said that I quit but I'm back at it I that I quit drinking but I'm back at it Your bitch leaving with us 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 years in and I win Hanging with the taylors drinking gin and im Sunday I will ride the bugati- monday I benz Any chick and all of her you know I'm tossing Money spent (you know it), little folded (you know it) You got one crib (you it), Juicy got 4 (you know it) Only clubs that I like gotta poles ( you know it) Only fuck with model chick, but I with hoes (you know it) My sitting on forty acres --- who the neighbors? (whoooooo) Kobe 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, see you later (Blowww)