you see where we're going?
you take the 65 or you take the 10
you take the charter or you take the g5
and you can take the truck
class is in sessions suckas
feds come searching for the gun
make them racks out of corn
bounce that pussy in the zone
hotel bedroom full of wind and then they want my cool again
filthy rich bitch time to ball
use yo head and bend yo knees
she come to please and then she leave
flip that quick and hit that lick
with that ass she do magic
and she love to trick or treat
dollar bills - that's what i'm bout
my nigga cee lo cashing out
bitch we talking large amounts
how much money you tryna count?
smoke that purp and burn it down
it's time for me to loud shit now
you know just how a nigga livin
i be grinding for a living
tryna stack it to the ceiling
why you niggas was flat style
dreaming on yo mama couch
try not to stink up my mama house
real shit you better ask about me
i only feel right when them racks surround me
house flooded with jordan shoe boxes
she just wanna count cause she love this shit
if i ever disappear she'll be swine flu infected sick
i'll never quit this shit
wanna give my daughter the world so i need the biggest lick in here
some can live a boss life
then these hoes by the dozen
every ho gon be the boss wife
if you don't respect that my nigga kill yo self
i make kings moves better wealth