Sosa where you going? To the money Runnin´ to it, bitch I´m runnin´ like I got on cleats Pull up, stuntin´ like I´m going to luncheon You call my phone, you talkin´ a hundred
Million yea, bitch I want it Baby, I can take you on the island
I ain´t talkin´ Stony How you just keep in it floating? Baby I can buy you a new sew-in Baby I be pistol toting, got my pistol and you know it I go too fast, she like boy slow it I´m like okay baby I´m gone floor it She like boy that´s a hundred mill on the table I´m like I know it
Jewelry blingin, bitch I show it They like boy you gettin´ bloated I´m too turnt yeah bitch I´m loaded And my style this nigga stole it Choppa come through wrestling Mick Foley
Bitches like oh god I´m gloly I remember when I ain´t have nothin´ I woke up like oh god I´m gloly There go the damn police I´m gone get up out here slowly Baby I got on a Breitling I could buy you a damn rollie Cause if I bought hoes anything I be ballin´ now you know it I done gave yo ass a chance You done fucked around and blowed it I get money just as fast as the damn stores did Ion´t need Shaq, I ball like I am Kobe Ion´t need Yao, I ball like I am McGrady Just call me when you talkin money Swear I am money brazy