You know I don't give a fuck about blowin' this money, nigga You know I'll buy a brand-new 'Rari this Sunday, you know Yeah
Told 'em when I came I'ma come through flashin' through the city In a brand-new G Wagen I told the bitch take a timeout She need to find out what make a rich nigga like me happy Heard you been goin' to the gym, doin' yoga Got a trainer on deck, baby, tell me where you goin' Hope you go to Pluto, when you come, just throw it Got her trippin' off them Xans and it's hard not to show it Know you wanna come through, chill with the crew Gettin' high every day just a part of what we do Gettin' fly every day just a part of what we do Have a party every day, throwin' money out the roof Screamin', "Money ain't a thing, " we ain't worried 'bout you Niggas came out the gutter, seen my dreams come true Where they dyin' over colors, either red or it's blue Pulled a gun out on his brother Now he think he got the juice
Feel a way, feel a way Know a nigga feel a way, feel a way Told my niggas, sip away, sip away Pour it up, sip away, sip away Feel a way, feel a way Know a nigga feel a way, feel a way Told my niggas, sip away, sip away Pour it up, sip away, sip away
You know I don't give a fuck about blowin' this money, nigga You know I'll buy a brand-new 'Rari this Sunday, nigga, you know You know I'll buy a brand-new Ferrari this Sunday
Soon as you land, baby, I'ma send a driver Standin' on the stage, I got money, I got power I got money, I got power Turn a bad girl good, I got the power of messiah Fuck me bad, do me good, girl, I'm just kinda biased Have some shit come through, baby, if you down to try it Pick one, I'll pick a few, baby, if you down to try it Take my shirt off on these hoes like a savage Wake up on another night, last week, I forget it I know my last freak was pretty Let me hit it in the back of Lenox Baby, let me do it how I want it, that's the way I get it Come through, low-key busy, what I call committed When I'm in your city, do it Biggie like my name— Any time I'm in it, I'ma kill it, I just gotta kill it Fuckin' with the realest, can't be trippin' Girl, get out your feelings
Know I don't give a fuck about blowin' this money, bitch You know I'll buy a brand-new Ferrari this Sunday, bitch, you know
Turn a bad girl good, I got the power of messiah Fuck me bad, do me good, girl, I'm just kinda biased Have some shit come through, baby, if you down to try it Pick one, I'll pick a few, baby, if you down to try it
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Compositores: Nayvadius Demun Wilburn, Andre Eric Proctor (Dre Katchem) ECAD: Obra #46243412
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