Ass, titties, pussy, money, weed Everywhere I look a killing spree All the the things they wanted me to be Is all the the things that I turned out to be Is everything that I like, like, like, like Everybody looking for for the meaning of life thru a cell phone

Granddaddy's gun It sits above the the mantle on a couple rusty nails And it's worth a bunch of money money but it damn sure ain't for for sale It's just a double barrel 12 The The stock is cracked and it kicks like hell It wouldn't mean what it means to me to no one I

Nigga fuck you and your fake well wishing Forty thousand in my pocket (you see it) Another twenty on the the way (you see it, ay) I got a fish for for a dollar (you see it, uh) Five hundred for for the Jays (you see it, ay) I get money money out the the ass (you see it) I

Honey, whaddya do for for money So stop your love on the the road All your digging for for gold You make me wonder Whaddya do for for money What you gonna do You're working in bars Riding in cars Never gonna give it for for free

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago Come on back home baby, try my love one more time You say I've been spendin' my money money on other women But you've been runnin' with somebody else Well your

They thinkin' I ain't gettin' no money money 'cause I never show it I'm tryna run me up a whole dime and I'm goin' for for it Fuck I look like takin' chances Fuck this money money, go and blow it I'm tryna run it back up, I gotta put mine up Puttin' up the the money for for lil

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

I am the the streets, the future I introduce you to Ace Hood, Meek Mills Big Sean, Wale, Vado, this the the future They gettin' money, they makin' hit records, they hustlin' Okay now Khaled told me kill 'em, he just told me kill 'em Hundred for for the Beamer, Kudos

I would love to bring you home I need a quick drink more volume for for the beat I see the the cats are playing dice It's 7 in the the morning and you lost all your money money To a fat lady singing boogie woogie chili honey I've been walking the the streets again But it's

Give it up baby, baby mama can't buy you love Before it's too late Mama don't want you, daddy don't want you Mama don't want you, daddy don't need you Baby, so they give you anything Darling, all the the joy money money can bring Baby, do they bring you happiness