I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with Give me a run for my money There is nobody, no one to outrun me So give me a run for my money Sipping bubbly, feeling lovely, living lovely Just love me I wanna be with you If I made up my mind at work, would you

Look at me, fuck on me Yah, ayy, yah Ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy ayy I'm like "Bitch, who is your mans?" ayy ayy Can't keep my dick in my pants, ayy ayy My bitch don't love me no mo', ayy

All this ice be on me but I still be risin' No I won't change Say that I be falling but they see me flyin' Ayy, turn up, turn up Oh now, the tides are turnin' I ain't never, ever doubt what I've been affordin' They said that I won't make it They said

Only hunnids and fifties, please Green green wasabi (ayy) All this gold on my body (ayy) Twenty hoes in my lobby (yeah) Only hunnids and fifties (yeah) Green green wasabi (yeah) Pullin' up in them cities (uhh) Rest in peace Mac Dre (yeah) Pullin' up in

Earl on the beat Runnin' up bands, got my guap up (runnin', yeah) All the bad hoes wanna top us (yeah, yeah) Too many wild parties on the yacht (wild) Me and Boat got kicked out the yacht club (out the yacht club) Ayy, ayy, air it out Pull up at your

Hey, what it do bitch? Why these other rappers do shit stupid? While they be sleepin' I be onto that new shit While they be sleepin' I be onto that new shit (ayy) Can't you hear me baby? Yeah nigga, it's me again I'm still around, I guess I win You hear

When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane She wan' smoke my dope, ayy ayy Let her smoke my dope, ayy ayy Fuck her in her

It's a hell of a life You look like you'd be heaven for a night (for the night) Make me wanna die (it's a hell of a—) You look like money, money, dollar signs My ticket to the ride (it's a hell of a life) It's a hell of a life (ayy, yo, ayy, yo, ayy, yo)

Losin' my balance You don't listen every time I try to, try to And I told you I don't need love, but I might probably fuck it up, oh, ayy (told you) Drinkin' too much, but let me get another cup, oh (told you) Swear I, I, I, I, I, I, I (told you)

Your bad ass ain't getting nothing for Christmas (ain't getting none) Your bad ass ain't getting nothing for Christmas (not none) Your bad ass ain't getting nothing for Christmas (freaky girl, ayy, freaky girl) Your bad ass ain't getting nothing for