Woah (Ooh), woah (Ooh)
Woah (Ooh), woah (Hey)
Woah, woah (Wallis)
Yeah

Yeah, I wake up every mornin´ (Every mornin´)
Count money (Ooh)
Twenties, fifties, hunnids (Eee)
Only thing I´m cuffin´
Snow bunny, nose runnin´ like she comin´ down with somethin´
So broke I almost cried until I started choppin´ onions (Shit is numbin´)
It´s ironic ´cause I felt it all comin´ (Whew)
Then I blew the money, blue money, all hundreds (Yeah)
Standin´ on the shoulders of giants, Paul Bunyan
Move to Cali, I´ve been baggin´ all the bitches down in Runyon
If we talkin´ real estate, I own the real estatе (I do)
Fuck being real ´cause wе can´t tell who´s bein´ real or fake (We can´t)

I mean half a mill´ is great, I sold that deal in weight (Eee)
Now all my bitches tens, body like a figure eight (Wait)

Lollipop, lollipop, save it for a different sucker
She gon´ hit the powder room for a quicker picker upper
I don´t love her, I don´t judge her
I ain´t thinkin´ nothin´ of her
She gon´ mix it ´til she lose her appetite and miss the supper

5´5" my kinda freak
Lil mama´s got the drop-top parked out front, that´s a come up
When she ride by, beep-beep, she such a stunna

Like a drive-by (Brrt-brrt)
Kill ´em every summer
She the front runner (Yeah), I know I never love her (Whew)
But if she want somethin´, I´ma buy her every color
She got good dome (Yeah), more like rotunda
In The Bay smokin´ green, but my wrist frozen tundra, whew
Talkin´ strippers (Strippers), I don´t gotta tip ´em (Tip ´em)
My liver mad at me ´cause I´ve been drinkin´ too much liquor
Let me, paint the picture (Whew)
We ain´t fuckin´ with you (No)
Whole squad dressed all black like the reaper

Lollipop, lollipop, save it for a different sucker

She gon´ hit the powder room for a quicker picker upper
I don´t love her, I don´t judge her
I ain´t thinkin´ nothin´ of her
She gon´ mix it ´til she lose her appetite and miss the supper
Lollipop, lollipop, save it for a different sucker
She gon´ hit the powder room for a quicker picker upper
I don´t love her, I don´t judge her
I ain´t thinkin´ nothin´ of her
She gon´ mix it ´til she lose her appetite and miss the supper