I got money to blow They can't help it, And I can't blame 'em Since I got famous But bitch I got money to blow I'm gettin' it in, letting these bills fall All over your skin Oh oh oh ooh I got oh oh Oh oh ooh oh oh ooh oh oh oh ooh ooh

There's a starman waiting in the sky La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds He's told us not to blow it 'Cause he knows it's all worthwhile Let the children lose it Let the children use it

Polly wants a cracker Let me take a ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help Think I should get off of her first I think she wants some water To put out the blow torch It isn't me We have some seed

Smooth as the hickory wind That blows from Memphis Down to Apalachicola It's hi y'all did ya eat well Don't let this old goat cross With the southern voice Come on in I'm Sure glad to know ya It's cicadas making noise

Live until we die, yeah So let's get high (let's get high) Oh my God, you blow my mind A million times Oh when we're high Oh you and I (you and I) Let's just do it one more time, (one more time) Blow my mind There was a time, there was a life, I was

Quiet storm blowin' Through my life, through my life Through my life Shower me with your sweet love Through all the seasons Let it pour and never stop Soft and warm, a quiet storm

We can't wait 'til tomorrow You gotta know that this is real, baby why you wanna fight it? I knew that when I met you, I'm not gonna let you runaway (And we're all just runaways) Blonde hair blowin' in the summer wind A blue-eyed girl playing in the sand

So blow it in the wind Let the sparks fly now We can smile and then they wonder why, we up now We can't let them other niggas kill the vibe Hey yeah, hey yeah yeah yeah, yea yea yeah Let’s take a trip, don’t have to think about If you're new to this let

Gotdamn, that bitch lit She said, "I don't smoke, I don't sip I do blow and that's it" Do a couple drugs, have a ting slide She gon' bust it open, let me inside If I was normal, woulda been died Fight night next to Puff, sitting ringside Yeah, and this

Every time we come around Doors goin’ up, panties goin’ down Y’all throw that money up, catch it comin’ down Put your hand up, down Baby let me blow a hundred on you Every time we come around, ah On everything I love, It’s We The Best Music It’s We The