Trae Tha Truth - Pour It Up (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Trae Tha Truth] In first cla**, presidential Money flyin' like Continental k** them n***as, no accidentals They feelings hurt like they was sentimental All I see is these hoes flexin' I turn 'em up 'til these hoes 'plexin' I should've known I couldn't come to chill These broke hoes crowd my whole section 'Hood jumpin' like nothing's stoppin' They spend the sh** if ain't nothin' poppin' I don't like no b**h that be boppin' Can't f** with me 'less you rockin' Your clothes cool, but they droppin' Your friend cool, but she blockin' They low as Hell when I go off Let money fight like we boxin' [Verse 2: Rihanna] Strip clubs and dollar bills Still got more money Patron shots, can I get a refill? Still got more money Strippers goin' up and down that pole And I still got more money Four o'clock and we ain't going home Cause I still got more money Money make the world go 'round I still got more money Bands make your girl go down Still got more money A lot more where that came from Still got more money The look in your eyes, I know you want some Still got more money [Hook: Rihanna] Oh All I see is signs All I see is dollar signs Oh Money on my mind Money, money on my mind Throw it, throw it up Watch it fall out from the sky Throw it up, throw it up Watch it all fall out Pour it up, pour it up That's how we ball out Throw it up, throw it up Watch it all fall out Pour it up, pour it up That's how we ball out That's how we ball out That's how we ball out That's how we ball out [Verse 3: Rihanna] Valet cost a hundred bill Still got more money Gold all up in my grill Still got more money Who cares how you haters feel And I still got more money Call Jay up and close a deal Still got more money My fragrance on, and they love my smell Still got more money So who cares about what I spend? Still got more money My pockets deep, and they never end Still got more money I'm goin' dumb with all my friends Still got more money [Hook: Rihanna]