I'm throwin' hundreds in your face, you better make that shit work Make, make that shit work, make, make that shit work Hop up on a dick, you better make that shit work Walk up in this bitch, you better make that shit work And when you hop up on a dick,

Throw that money in the air and say yeah Throw Throw that money in one hand and say yeah And say yeah In the back of the club with a stack full a dubs Drop it low like a pro, bring it back, that's what's up All my dogs up in here, plus there's hoes everywhere

You got the love To see me through Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care" But you've got the love I need I know I can count on you Sometimes it seems the going is just too rough And

Don't talk to me, get your bread up We eatin', all my niggas fed up Bitch broke, shut up And we used to fuck but I got fed up Bitch you broke, shut up Yeah we used to fuck but I got fed up You a ho rat, that pussy throwback I’m tryna fuck, you ain’t

You ain't shine if you don't learn to glo, glo up How you finna shine with all that shade you throw, grow up White Ghost, ten toes, inside Gucci loafer I'd rather be dying than be going broke I would rather die before I lose this though Swear to God You

Don't break my heart You know it's breakable You know it's sweet What shall I do When it fi na lly crumbles away Pick up all the tears That I see myself throw throw away To where I know it will be safe From all your broke

Lotta nigga talk, you don't ever get paid Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw throw the shade Still kickin' shit, make a bitch go crazy Still kickin' flav', got my swag on turn up Came with a zip, let the whole thing burn up All I know, get dough, keep it

Yeah, it's a good, good, good to be alive It's a crazy, perfect, messed up, beautiful ride This world could throw throw me anything with you by my side Gonna find us a couple of glasses Gonna pour us a bottle of wine There ain't no better way to get this Long

Just so you know I oh Just so you know I was thinking of you I didn't mean to get physical But when he pulled in and revved it up I said you call that a pickup truck And in the moonlight I throwed him down A kicking, screaming, a rolling around A little

If you don't like what I'm saying then buck Swing when you see me we can throw throw them hands sucker If you didn't notice nigga, I don't give a fuck If I said it then I meant it and what fuck nigga You don't want to see the triggerman bust Hit you and your