[Intro]
My nig-my ni**a Menace on the beat, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ron-Ron, yeah, hey, hey, hey
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
(Ron-Ron do that sh*t)
[Chorus]
Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
Twenty Escalades like Obama in this b*tch
Private residential, got a million-dollar crib
It's money over everything, ni**a fu*k a b*tch
Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
Twenty Escalades like Obama in this b*tch
Private residential, got a million-dollar crib
It's money over everything, ni**a fu*k a b*tch
[Verse 1]
It's money over b*tches, but you knew that
I done jaked the hunnid bands, and I blew that
Told your b*tch "I want some pussy", and she do that
Twenty bands to kick it in the section, It's a coupé
I want it all blue chips, like some cool ranch
I throw my money in the air, do a cool dance
Evisu hanging off my ass, these some cool pants
Off the percs, I meditate like a Buddhist
I got a older bi', she say I'm the cutest
ni**a switch like a b*tch, like they Judas
Still rock true religion, I'm the truest
I wish my lawyer Happy Hanukkah, he Jewish
[Chorus]
Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
Twenty Escalades like Obama in this b*tch
Private residential, got a million-dollar crib
It's money over everything, ni**a fu*k a b*tch
Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
Twenty Escalades like Obama in this b*tch
Private residential, got a million-dollar crib
It's money over everything, ni**a fu*k a b*tch
[Verse 2]
Lil' ni**a, that's a trap phone
I'm like a dyke in this club with the strap on
I can spit it at your b*tch, get my mac on
Karate kid, I talk a brick, ni**a wax on
Chopstick not the type you eat the food with
I got dick for you and every b*tch you cool with
b*tches act so Ashanti, foolish
So I fu*k 'em one time, then I'm through with 'em
ni**a fu*k one time, I ain't cool with 'em
My ni**a don't do construction, keep a tool with 'em
He goin' stupid ay, I'ma act a fool with 'em
Before we set a ni**a up, we act cool with 'em
[Chorus]
Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
Twenty Escalades like Obama in this b*tch
Private residential, got a million-dollar crib
It's money over everything, ni**a fu*k a b*tch
Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
Twenty Escalades like Obama in this b*tch
Private residential, got a million-dollar crib
It's money over everything, ni**a fu*k a b*tch
[Verse 3]
Third verse, now I don't usually do this
I got a question baby, would you let the crew hit?
You like, married to your ni**a? Try some new dick
Sell heroin to a junkie tell 'em shoot it
We at the club for the b*tches, start recruitin'
That ni**a bunt me, we goin' get to shootin'
We at the club for the b*tches, start recruitin'
That ni**a come at me wrong, we get to shootin'
Presidential Rolex ni**a, secret service
I see 12 in the field, I get nervous
I'm in the hills right now, I got no service
I was sellin' coke but I knew I had a purpose
[Chorus]
Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
Twenty Escalades like Obama in this b*tch
Private residential, got a million-dollar crib
It's money over everything, ni**a fu*k a b*tch
Secret service guns, presidential on my wrist
Twenty Escalades like Obama in this b*tch
Private residential, got a million-dollar crib
It's money over everything, ni**a fu*k a b*tch