I like the way you give it to me, let me see you toss it up Play on, play on, play on, play on, play on! The money behind the dreams My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherf***in' war we got My other Capo in this big a**, conglomerate called

We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby And you better bring your whole crew Yes any time you want to All this money got my mind gone Yeah! This that '63 AMG Ghost music This that Ace of Spade, Belair, let's toast music Nigga let's

Spending all this money, high as fuck, ain't coming back down Got me cashed out, g-got me cashed out Everybody thrash now before we cash out Let's fucking thrash now before we cash out Cashed out, g-got me cashed out This is my life, where the fuck do I

Get in, sit down, shut up and hold on Can't wait, too late, it's time to get gone (Oh oh oh oh oh oh, Oh oh oh oh oh oh) Just got paid I got a little money Aftershave and after a honey Got my name on a shot of Jack whiskey Gonna roll with me, you gotta

Big money goes around the world It's the power and the glory It's a war in paradise A Cinderella story On a tumble of the dice Big money underground Big money got a mighty voice Big money make no sound Big money pull a million strings

Let it roll if we got the gas We let it rip when we got the money It gets wild yeah but that's the way we get down Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull All the girls are getting' pretty

And if I was a bettin' woman I'd lay my money down I'd bet he spends more time in them woods Than he spends in this house I got myself a problem I can't figure no way out It's like I'm married to a shotgun carryin', tobacco chewin', No good blue tick

Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money I made her mine Yeah, I took what's yours Yeah yeah, yeah yeah Jump in the Porsche, ride through the night I changed your life, now you gone rock Stay on my P's and my Q's, yeah Stay on my Q's and my P's I made her

We should never gave, we should never gave Niggas money go back home, money go back home At first, I did love you But now I just wanna fuck Late night thinkin' of you Until I got my nut Tossed and turned, lesson learned You was my first girlfriend

Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say) I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break) Freaky bitches love the money I make And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay So let that shit burn Let that shit burn I'mma let that shit