[Intro] Fuck you mean, "I'm drunk," mo'fugga? You crazy? Shit, you didn't say that a hour ago! [Verse 1] Uh, I made more than this money, don't label me as no business Came up in this country, started out in the Civic Pray for rain til' it's muddy, praying more than just sunday Eating good, I'm still hungry, left no evidence on these dishes Watching movies, no sound, smoking weed in this dope house And my bitch coked out, smoke loud when she go down Damn, this the life, riding on Gary Fisher bikes Know the kid is nice, piece of cake, you won't get a slice Any time of night, hide your kids, hide your wife Find a sip, bottle Sprite, high as shit, blind a bitch, dynamite Bitch, tell me what your problems like (I wanna know, for real, I just wanna know) Just got the pipe, we could talk all night, sike [Hook 1] I get money, I fuck hoes I wear really nice clothes, I Go to the club and buy all Patrón (all of it!) I get a lot of Bitches who love to suck my dick (bitch!) I made a lot of money I'm real motherfucking rich (I'm so motherfucking rich!) [Hook 2] I get money, I fuck hoes I wear really nice clothes, I (you're a bitch!) Go to the club and buy all Patrón (cash, motherfucker) I get a lot of Bitches who love to suck my dick (slut-ass hoes) I made a lot of money I'm real motherfucking rich (I'm so motherfucking rich!) [Verse 2] Why the fuck did I start this? Now, I'm spitting retarded That bassline, made that, that's the hardest Regardless, I could get this yardage Cause I'm a quarterback, bitch, gimme my quarter back Change, vending machine, make it rain Buying out the whole bottom floor, buying out the whole bottom drawer Buying out the whole bottom row There's ice in my mouth right now, lemme chew that shit, bitch, I'm cold Yeah, I'm cold, all you rappers, you old Don't go to award shows cause they smell like nursing homes Yeah, never wanna get nominated Yeah, I do, I'm just pissed I haven't got nominated [Hook 1] + [Hook 2]
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