I gotta girl Ok
She gotta girl Ok
When together all they do is rock my world Ok
Business suit dresser neck full of pearls Ok
Body hella straight and she just had a lil girl Ok
I chuck the deuce Ok
Leave on tour
Gotta Alot of money nothin wrong with getting'more Ok
All the women on me got me open like a door
But all I see is ice and my house wit marble floors ok
I'm at the grove ok
Copping clothes
Gotta thang for fashion so I'm bouta buy the store
Lady help kinda bad I, just might take her home or
Stroll her a** on Melrose in the Phantom on chrome. Ok
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Fly cars Ok
Big house Kk
On tour thirty cities no spouse Ok
We getting money, money, money over here Ok
We getting money, money, money over here Ok
In Miami Ok
South Beach, Ok
Cuban mommies all on me like leech, Ok
If I was horny best believe I would freak
I'm parallel to the world as they rubbin on my feet Ok
I take a shower Ok
Hit the streets
Call Plies leave a message tell ‘em I'll be here for a week
Like short I'm up all night
I Ain't tryna get sleep
Tryna rock in the club n wake up on the beach Ok
I'm gettin love Ok
By the freaks Ok
Sat on the booth and had a drink with kalied Ok
Cali grapplin so high we touch the trees
Left n did the spring bling n got cash twenty gs Ok
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New York City Ok
Wit Santana Ok
Meetin Capo wit the flammin' bandanna Ok
We monkey tamers so don't try n go bananas
Tryna rush this can't touch this we movin with the hamma ok
In Manhattan Ok
Seeing what's happenin' Ok
40/40 so we bouta get it blappin Ok
Met a cutie Lil groupie name Aston
Lanky daddy here packin
Ima hit it from the back end Ok
In the club poppin bottle drinkin' tipsy gettem naked
We gone party all night until the club get vacant
In the club poppin bottle drinkin' Tipsy gettem naked
We gone party all night until the club get vacant
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