[Intro: Gucci Mane & DJ Paul]
Yweah... BURRR... uhh.. Yeeah
Gucci Mane, Hypnotized Minds, remix remix boy
[Bridge: x8]
Never too much
Three.. Three 6 Mafia
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
I went to L.A., sh** freaked me out
Came back the next week n***a, bought me a house
And I still representing living in the south
So n***a get that Hollywood sh** out your mouth
Cause if you had it like me, you would do it like me
Ronald Ross, f** hoes, blow blow like me
Paparazzi, most wanted, TMZ like me
Reality TV show like me, about me!
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
I'm trying to get me a couple millions
Or a billion
Stunting on you haters with my gold face grilling
Juicy J the man, [?]
In your neighbourhood, with a fine a** brazilian
Got the drug money mane, so I gotta spend it
Fli-Flip that, get it back, I'm open for your business
Drumma Boy, Memphis Tenn, yeah we in the building
Trying to stack this cheese real high to the ceiling
[Hook: Gucci Mane x2]
I can't stop, I won't stop
I keep getting money
Never too much, never too much money
I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting
Never too much, never too much money
[Verse 3: Project Pat]
Yeah, It's your boy Project Pat'a
The game I never [?], guns they go click clack
15 pounds of Cali Purp, can you flip that?
Yeah her booty real fat, n***a wanna stick that
25 stacks, make it rain, can you tip that?
Loui's on my face, and a pair on my feet-on
Wolf dogs on the streets, lambs that get eat on
Don't pay your bills, and you end up in the street man
Dumb n***as don't care, living for the week-on
Green candy, chrome rims, hoes started speak-on
Big booty mix brah, brains like a [?]
Benjam'ans in rubber bands what I'm seek-on
Rolls'ey Royce, watch how gucci get [?]
[Verse 4: Yung Joc]
I just can't get enough, just can't get enough
Hundred racks around the corner, gotta go and pick them up
Duffel bag, duffel bag, I can't get enough of that
Maserati look like [?], trying to f** with that
I gotta have it, I'm a stone cool addict
For mathematics I take the money, flip it then i stack it
Split the swisher then pack it, Gucci say he gonna match it
Got a Brightling on the wrist, so I bought a Bently to match it
[Hook: Gucci Mane x2]
[Verse 5: OJ Da Juiceman]
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Money money money, Juice get hundreds
Busting 50 bricks, goddamn Juice stunting
Boulder Crest working, Sun Valley running
Real D-Boy dog, ain't no fronting
Gold grill dog [?]
Di-Di-A-Diamond, flexing all the money
Pinky ring 20, Juice get money
Alligator door, man we shrimp on the sunday
Bubble Kush and Irish Kush and Juice stay blowing
With stupid friuty diamond all in my jaw
Working 6 celphones, Juice got a bond
Never too much, never too much awwww
[Bridge: x8]
Never too much
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 6: Gucci Mane]
Haaah
I make it rain on Rihanna
Rain so much she had to get an umbrella
Need a Beyonce to drank what I drank
If you freaky like Lil Kim, then you think like I think
Haaah, Do you see what I see?
Tell BET Rocsi need to get mean
Swagger through the club, looking just like money
My little boy one, but his shoes $400 (Gucci!)
With tax, better yet, $450
Gucci all red, so he's sh**ting on the infants
He sh**ting on the infants, Gucci all red, man these shoes $450
[Hook: Gucci Mane x2]
[Drumma Boy]
Dru-dru-dru-dru-dru-
Drum Squad