Yea Yea Yea

Yea yea yea

I got it bussin out da bag yea

**** fuk a stash I need

I need 20 million cash yea

It’s somethin to you boys

But it’s nothin to the man yea

Open up da safe

Put the money in my hand yea

Only got one life

So God forgive me for my sins

Call up da bank

& tell ‘em Empty out da ATM

**** don’t even speak

If you ain’t talkin dividends

I don’t socialize wit ****

Nah **** we ain’t friends

Yea yea yea

I thought I told you boys

I’m the man

I’ll buy you **** out

I don’t think they understand

Cash Money Millionaire

Boy I’m all about my ends

Bussin down the building

If they ain’t gon let me in

Yea yea yea

All of you **** is amateurs

Pull up in rarri’s gotti’s

Lamborghinis and phantoms

I pull up and hop out

And all the baddest bitches

Pop out I get on the jet

Like I’m bow wow

yeah up and away

I’m doin 500 records day

Mess around & buy

One of you ****

We not the same

Spend ya whole life in a day

I do this shit my way yea

I could do this shit 5 ways yea

Lamborghini in the driveway yea

Maserati in the drive way yea

**** that’s facts only

everything real In my raps only

Got about 100 million racks on me

They ride my wave

Like a Durag

That’s facts homie

Yea yea yea

I got it bussin out da bag yea

**** fuk a stash I need

I need 20 million cash yea

It’s somethin to you boys

But it’s nothin to the man yea

Open up da safe

Put the money in my hand yea yea yea