Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah I don't even got no name for this song, like This gon' go hard Bust two lames and switch You niggas look like iguanas Trap hot like a sauna Chain wet like some water All your shooters get shot up You better not run up you got it I might call Casinova to pick him up in a Rover Beat so California, might pull up to California And my chick looking foreign, chuck Taylor's and Jordan's On my wave like I'm surfing, I jump You Jump, you was serving I-I-I do what I want, and you can't tell me what to do Twin turbo go zoom Snake right out the zoo Prank you like it's cool Hickory-dickory-dock I put diamonds on my watch Making money I can't stop Diamonds is dripping, you might need a mop Pass forties tagging, cause that island hop She said, "Where your roof at?, I said, "This a drop-top" I said, "Where your man at?" And she said, "Why? Why?" Went to the navy, now my life presidential $33K spent it all on my dental 2019, and this ain't no rental Don't try to play me, you know I'm born in the '80s Might take your lady, and then I give her my babies You know I'm playing, listen to what I'm saying I am the man, counted up hundred grand Cooler than fans, might pull up and spread them vans I pull up right to the club, and shake that perm where it at My school kids go (ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah) My best friend go (ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah) Now watch the money go (ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah) All my ladies go (ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah) Now all my fellas go, go, go, go, go, go, go All my ladies go (ah-ah-ah-ah), go, go, go, go, go, go Now all my fellas go (ah-ah-ah-ah), go, go, go, go, go, go Now watch the money go (ah-ah-ah-ah) (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah) (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah)
Writer(s): Shaye Smith, Jim Collins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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