Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Wiz Khalifa
Canto
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Cameron Thomaz
Autoría
Eric Dan
Autoría
Sabastiaan Molijn
Autoría
John Julian
Autoría
by Eelke Kalberg
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Eric Dan
Producción
Johnny Juliano
Producción
Letra
[Verse 1]
And say yeah
[Verse 2]
One night in town, my **** 'round
Throwing money, them bitches hit the ground
Then bring it back up, she bring it back up
Put 'em in that black truck, so many hos, they lapped up
[Verse 3]
My **** leaning
Ditty boppin'
Let's get it poppin'
I said, let's get it poppin'
Just look at how she drop it
Lil' mama a certified pro
She need her own show
Sliding down that pole and grind slow
Hell no, I ain't countin' my dough
I came to blow it all
And get some brains, tryna find miss know-it-all
And I got my cup filled, juicy how them bucks peel
Young pimp, see I grab me up a chick and just chill
[Verse 4]
In the back of the club, with a stack full of dubs
Drop it low like a pro, bring it back, that's what's up
All my dogs up in here, plus there's hos everywhere
**** stunt like you don't care
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
Blow that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (Yeah)
Roll that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 6]
I'm high and drunk, doin' my same dance
They call it Pocahontas, doin' that rain dance
Talkin' dough I got it, so make it rain, man
'Cause tha flow retarded, sorta like that Rain Man
Borderline insane man, look at all these dames, damn
When a **** gettin' money, and now I'm a changed man
You smell that haze scent, know my game plan
Tryna get it smackin', I ain't with that game plan (Naw)
Lil' mama work for every dollar, she drop it low
Pop it slow (Pop it slow)
Stop and go (Woo)
Lots of smoke, we keep 'em rollin' up (Rollin' up)
Shorty mad she came with you, she wanna roll with us
[Verse 7]
In the back of the club with a stack full of dubs
Drop it low like a pro, bring it back, that's what's up
All my dogs up in here, plus there's hos everywhere
**** stunt like you don't care
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 8]
Blow that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (Yeah)
Roll that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 9]
And say yeah
And say yeah
And say yeah
[Verse 10]
I said listen here, I do it broad day
All day, smokin' on that bomb hay
And I got my cup filled, juicy how them bucks peel
Young pimp, see I grab me up a chick and just chill
[Verse 11]
In the back of the club with a stack full of dubs
Drop it low like a pro, bring it back, that's what's up
All my dogs up in here, plus there's hos everywhere
**** stunt like you don't care
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 12]
Blow that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (Yeah)
Roll that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 13]
Blow that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (Yeah)
Roll that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (yeah)
[Verse 14]
Blow that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (Yeah)
Roll that money in one hand and say yeah
Throw that money in the air and say yeah (yeah)
Written by: Cameron Thomaz, Eelke Kalberg, Eric Dan, John Earl Julian, Joshua Brochhaussen, Sabastiaan Molijn