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This a thousand dollar pair of shoes and you don't even know it This a thousand dollar cup of lean and you don't even know it This a half a million dollar car, you don't even know it I came up from bottom, you don't even know it My niggas all ride with me on, you don't even know it Got killers with me right now, you don't even know it This a million dollar watch nigga, you don't even know it Got a million dollar crib nigga, you don't even know it Ay that monster truck, sit tall as fuck, it's so big can't even tow it Don't like snakes keep my grass cut, so low can't even mow it Sip Dom Perri', little high glow, no no we don't do Moet If it ain't P.J., no Rose from me ho, so don't even pour it Specks on Tom Ford, button-down Michael Kors Always on like the refrigerator, I'm plugged in, ho, you know it AP and that PK, wear a Breitling when I'm bored Got a Masterpiece and a 41-millimeter, and you ain't even know it Keep the .45 in my pocket: ain't gon' show it 'til I have to pop it Then you gone know it, damn who shot you, they don't even know it Hawks game fuckin' floor it, TV seat front row it Rocko Da Don CEO it, ain't gotta rap and you know it This a thousand dollar pair of shoes and you don't even know it This a thousand dollar cup of lean and you don't even know it This a half a million dollar car, you don't even know it I came up from bottom, you don't even know it My niggas all ride with me on, you don't even know it Got killers with me right now, you don't even know it This a million dollar watch nigga, you don't even know it Got a million dollar crib nigga, you don't even know it Been rich for 'bout a year now, you ain't even know it Had a long talk with my accountant, I ain't even blow it The whole game bit my style, you ain't even know it A$AP on the remix, you ain't even know it I say these niggas, my lord – got a crib they can't even afford In the club lookin' all bored Show 'em your money, you ain't even throw it And that crib you don't even own it That lean, you ain't even pour it Every bad bitch dream about my dick, you ain't even know it She poppin' and droppin' it low Droppin' it down to the floor Give you the feeling it's yours, open you, score, you ain't even know She asked about my journey as she sat upon my lap I said "I'm fresh up out the slums but I ain't never going back" You ain't know? This a thousand dollar pair of shoes and you don't even know it This a thousand dollar cup of lean and you don't even know it This a half a million dollar car, you don't even know it I came up from bottom, you don't even know it My niggas all ride with me on, you don't even know it Got killers with me right now, you don't even know it This a million dollar watch nigga, you don't even know it Got a million dollar crib nigga, you don't even know it I'm turned up every day, you don't even know it Got your bitch with me right now, you don't even know it We turn up in the club, you don't even know it Got a hundred bottles comin', you don't even know it We came up from nothin', you don't even know it Drive a half a million dollar car, you don't even know it This a thousand dollar pair of shoes, you don't even know it Got a bitch that speak no English, she don't even know it This a thousand dollar pair of shoes and you don't even know it This a thousand dollar cup of lean and you don't even know it This a half a million dollar car, you don't even know it I came up from bottom, you don't even know it My niggas all ride with me on, you don't even know it Got killers with me right now, you don't even know it This a million dollar watch nigga, you don't even know it Got a million dollar crib nigga, you don't even know it
Writer(s): William Leonard Roberts, Nayvadius Wilburn, Rodney R. Jr. Hill, Markus Alandrus Randle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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