[Intro: J] Yes Sir! We getting man Yes Sir! Get up Bitch (Shut the fuck up!) Get up, Get up
Foreign cars, that's day A million off a tour, every day A hundred broads, that's day Getting this money- large, in every way
(smoking dope) that's day (run through your door) every day (pulling hoes) every day (Get money more) that's every day
1: Wiz khalifa] Rapping ass There go Wiz, he a ass nigga I'm in a benz getting brain from a Before you can mention my name you ten at least I they hate cause of the paper that a nigga see Light a J and say a prayer for my enemies.... Made men of made ass niggas you paid then you with some paid ass niggas I heard that grow on trees so I grew one my old bitch at home got a new one Said that I quit but I'm back at it I said that I drinking but I'm back at it Your leaving with us nigga that's tragic The roof go in the trunk....that's She rolling weed and she don't even Come to your job and it flood bet you gone need a boat
[Verse 2: J] I'm 20 years in and I win with the taylors drinking gin and im dancing Sunday I will ride the bugati- I ride benz Any chick and all of her friends you I'm tossing Money spent (you know it), little money folded (you it) You got one crib (you know it), got 4 (you know it) Only clubs that I like gotta have ( you know it) fuck with model chick, but I play with hoes (you know it) My mansion sitting on acres --- who the neighbors? (whoooooo) bryant from the lakers...now thats paper (lets get it) And I still mob through the I dont need no waviers (yes sir) Cause if you niggas getting wrong, see you later (Blowww)