[Intro: J] Yes Sir! We money man Yes Sir! Get up Bitch (Shut the fuck up!) Get up, Get up
Foreign cars, every day A off a tour, that's every day A hundred broads, every day this money- Living large, in every way
(smoking dope) that's day (run through your door) that's day (pulling hoes) that's 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 brain from a centerpiece Before you can mention my name you need ten at I know they hate of the paper that a nigga see Light a J and say a prayer for my enemies.... Made men bunch of made ass When you paid then you with some paid ass I that money 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 quit but I'm back at it Your bitch leaving with us nigga that's The roof go in the trunk....that's She rolling and she don't even smoke Come to your job and it flood bet you gone need a boat
[Verse 2: J] I'm 20 in and I still win Hanging with the taylors drinking gin and im 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 folded (you know it) You got one (you know it), Juicy got 4 (you know it) Only clubs that I gotta have poles ( you know it) Only fuck with model chick, but I play with (you know it) My mansion sitting on acres --- who the neighbors? (whoooooo) Kobe bryant from the lakers...now paper (lets get it) And I still mob through the hood I need no waviers (yes sir) if you niggas getting wrong, I'mma see you later (Blowww)