I pulled up in some shit that make yo bitch go crazy (skrt, skrt) I ain't gotta like her pics, she know a nigga wavy (hey, hey) Ice, water on my wrist that's why these niggas hate me (water, splash) Gotta keep a strap, can't let these niggas play me Ice,

I just may walk up in Saks Good all ways, all work, no play, just juug I can't fuck you right now, no I gotta juug I take off, no jet lag Big old gun in a duffel bag Still got niggas on the block, yeah If we go broke, it's back to that Spend that shit,

And I'm ready, so ready Hot wax drippin' Honey what do you say I got a brand new record That I gotta play She says not now boy But I did anyway 'Cause I'm ready, so ready

A warning sign I've gotta tell you what a state I'm in I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones That I started looking for a warning sign When the truth is Yeah the truth is That I miss you so

Bring that money home, daddy waitin' for it Bring that money home Yeah, bring that money home, daddy waitin' for it She a loyal bitch, you gotta pay for those She a spoiled lil bitch, I bought her all her clothes You know I treat you good, I don't wanna

It's just a lil' 10-piece for her Just to blow it in the mall, doesn't mean that we're involved I just what? I just uh, put a Richard on the card I ain't grow up playin' ball, but I'll show you how the fuck you gotta do it If you really wanna ball 'til

I say yeh yeh, that's what I say I say yeh yeh We gotta do that, we gotta do that I got my answer, the only thing I can say We'll play a melody and Turn the lights down low so that none can see And there'll be no one else alive In all the world 'cept you

So ease it off You can’t fight the friction Won’t ya tell me what to do 'Cause I’m playin' it all wrong Can’t take the pressure Don’t tell me to be strong Ease it off And your heart is beating 'Cause you know that you gotta

We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these color TV's You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and your chicks for free Money for

I gotta have it To have this music in me I just keep playing my song Hoping that I get along You don't know how much it means In the morning I gotta have this blues I gotta have You don't know how much this means