And since the day I left Milwaukee Lyncheburg Bordeaux, France And helping white people dance You had some of the best times You'll never remember with me Alcohol, alcohol Been making the bars With lots of big money I got you in trouble in high school

That's what you get for waking up in Vegas Remember what you told me Don't be a baby Shut up and put your money where your mouth is Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now Give me some cash out, baby You gotta help me out It's all a blur last

And since the day I left Milwaukee Lyncheburg Bordeaux, France And helping white people dance You had some of the best times You'll never remember with me Alcohol, alcohol Been making the bars With lots of big money I got you in trouble in high school

It’s the color of the tractor in my barn A fifty acre pasture, ole' horse farm And rows of pines as far as I can see It ain’t the money in the bank that we ain’t got Na, it’s the clover growin' in my deer plot Yeah, that’s my shades of green And her eyes

Show a nigga somethin' (Show a nigga somethin') Lot of money in the pockets (Got the money in the pockets) Got a ass I like (Got a ass I like) Hop out dead fresh (Dead fresh), caught me a body (Caught me a body) Fly like pilots (Fly like pilots), need no

Yeah, I'm throwed off Ain't about the money I'ma blow it off I made my own lane, let's roll, let's roll Yeah, I'm going off Ain't got a whole lot but I'ma show it off Better recognize game, lets roll, lets roll Yeah, now let me welcome you to my small

That's what you get for waking up in Vegas Remember what you told me Don't be a baby Shut up and put your money where your mouth is Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now Give me some cash out, baby You gotta help me out It's all a blur last

Your money, money, money Shawty, I don’t mind if you dance on a pole That don’t make you a hoe If you’re leaving with me And get that money, money, money You can take off your clothes Shawty, I don’t mind when you work until three Go make that money,

(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Lord knows I need something to fill this void Lotta shit happens, like, being in show business A lot of shit happens, like, like, I make a lot of money, you know And I'm really happy about it And I'm not

Loves lots of money, back's against the wall Now lemme tell ya my story, I got a man-sized predicament And it's a big one, goes like this, yeah My my, ow, yeah! Never had confession, never had a home Never had no worry, until I met Domino Ain't the