Forget about the price tag It's not about the money money money We don't need your money money money We just wanna make the world dance Ain't about the uh cha-ching cha-ching Ain't about the yeah b-bling b-bling Wanna make the world dance Everybody look

These haters feelin' slighted 'Cause they know it's different prices, huh, huh It's the night This the night, (This the night, this the night) This the night My jewelry shinin’ bright This the night, huh We ain't come to play Yeah, my bitch she came to

I'm gonna dance on broken glass Ey, on broken glass And I'm gonna make that ceiling crash (uh) That ceiling crash So what? Still got knives in my back So what? So I'm tied to the tracks And here I go, here I go (Ooh, ooh, ooh) yeah here I go, here I go

Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh That's a small face, uh, this a big face, uh Gettin' bored with this money, count it all day She can't see my room, fuck her in the hallway (yeah) Because it's the last ride ever gonna That I'm ever gonna

Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy Take it to the house and get jiggy I got the strap cocked, right

(One time for your mind, one time) Yeah, whatever It sound clever Yeah, it's illmatic, (yeah) It's illmatic, (yeah!) It's illmatic, huh (Yeah, kick that shit) Yo, whatever (Hey yo, Nas, (Whattup, Paul?) Kick that fuckin' rhyme)

I don't want friends, I want Audis (Audis) I don't want friends, I want Audis (huh?) Lean, lean, double cup I don't want cars, I want 'Raris (huh?) I don't want cars, I want Audis (huh?) Yeah, boy, yuh yuh I know that bitch want me (Lil Purpp) Lil Purpp

My bed is draped in Gucci linen, uh Unless you is my mama, yeah When I'm fucking, call me Papa, yeah I'm high as a bird, Nelly Furtado, yeah I never say, "I love you" to these women, no They saying I'm a problem yeah No Nelly, no Nelly, it's getting hot

Like I got neon guts And I got a colorful aura Higher than Elon Musk So high stars eat our dust Our jewelry's be on Tut Dark energy, we don't touch Yeah, yeah, yeah Uh huh, yeah, yeah Admit it, I move like amoeba

You the boss You, you, you the boss, yeah Cause you the boss I'll do anything that you say, anything You the boss (uh) You, you, you the boss, yeah (uh) You the boss (boss) You, you, you the boss (boss)