You get the bag and fumble it I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (yeah) Straight out the lot, three hundred cash (cash) And the car came with a blunt in it (yeah) Lil mama a thot, and she got ass (thot) And she gon' fuck up a bag (yeah) Pull up to

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 Wanna make the world dance Ain't about the ha cha-ching cha-ching Ain't about the yeah ba-bling ba-bling Everybody

This city never looked so good Street lights on fire Couldn't get much higher This city never looked so good the way it's lookin' so good on you yeah Ohh, singin' ohh This city never looked so good the way it's lookin' so good on you Your hands in my

Don't say you don't want me 'Cause I'm too caught up on it Don't think that I'm leaving 'Cause I won't give it up again I want to get it, be my lover today, yeah I'm alright, I want to get some Through the night, be my lover I've been waiting all this

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to

Ooh, now I'll never get over you until I find something new Biddy-da-dum, boo'd up Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo'd up That get me high like you do, yeah yeah That get me high like you do Listen my to heart go ba-dum, boo'd up Biddy-da-dum it just won't

These streets took my conscience All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid Yeah, Project Baby Sniper Gang Yeah, everybody with me on that same thang I don't gang-bang but I bang bang I pull up to the club, I got on eight chains Took that

Four Pockets Full yeah Faded, I'm on that sizzurp Then I'ma light my spliff up I'm a big dog, y'all niggas teacups On the jet gettin' brain with my feet up I don't bite my tongue, I'ma speak up Send a hit, watch them young niggas eat up No deer but a

Stack it up 'til it get mo' Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Saint Laurent Mask, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, pull up with the broom do a street sweep (sweep sweep) Shit did it this cece (coco) Swag on repeat (drip drip) Day by the day (day by the day)

Though I'm tryin' not to right now I miss you, yeah I miss you, oh I do I miss you, yeah I miss you Just to remind myself Of how good it is And I know we're not supposed to talk But I'm getting ahead of myself I get scared when we're not 'Cause I'm