(I've been fool for you so long) I just want to say, yeah I've been a fool for you, baby, yeah Oh, oh, I've been a fool for you, baby, yeah I know you told me Such a long time ago Well, you didn't, you didn't want me around, baby, yeah Hey, hey, you

Yeah, you know I once was a gambler She said I didn't want you to gamble, Lightnin' But I lost my money roll Boy, but I lost my money roll That's the reason I don't have no sweet woman Now I done lost my happy home You take it down when you lose that no

Mo Money, yeah Mo Money, Blow Money, Show Money Party Money, Side Ho Money, Dope Money New Clothes money from shit that I wrote money So much money I don't know who stole from me Hard to keep track I'm used to having no money Still broke compared to

You'll find another life to live I know that you'll get over it She's sippin' Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetter My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder No I'm not a rat, but I'm all about my cheddar Just talked to your homie, she said we

Say yeah (yeah) Clap your hands just a little bit louder Just one more time when I come by Everybody say yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah Just a little bit of sou-ou-ou-ou-oul Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I know, that-a, yeah

Yeah, my baby knows that I deliver That's exactly what I'm gon' do, do I know you got the message, I deliver He know, he know this He know, he knows this He know what's coming when I come through I never hit or miss, he know I always come through

Much too high Much too high You're one in a million You're one in a million babe You're a shooting star Maybe some day we'll see you Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you Yeah that's what you are

You the only one, you the only one, yeah You the only one, you the only one in my life Wave after wave, yeah We're catching the vibe, yeah, feeling alive, yeah Ten out of ten, I know you down to ride, yeah Always by my side, yeah My baby, know I know had

He wanna pop a wheelie Ride him like a Kawasaki They telling me be humble but they know I'm cocky Let me feel myself, yeah, daddy know I'm cocky Ah, my wrist is rocky, come try and stop me Big Phantom grill, cook the streets like hibachi I'm sipping saki

You know we've got to find a way Picket lines and picket signs Don't punish me with brutality What's going on Yeah, what's going on Right on baby Mother, mother There's too many of you crying Brother, brother, brother