Richer than the richest
More money,Bitches
Yeah, coming to you live from the city of Houst-Atlanta-Vegas
So what do you do,young lady? One hundred
[Verse 1 - Drake]
I am on a 24 hour
Champagne diet, spillin? while I?m sippin?
I encourage you to try it
I?m probably just sayin? that cause I don?t have to buy it
The club owner supply it
Boy I?m on that fly shit
I am what everybody in my past don?t want me to be
Guess what I made it
I?m the motherfukin? man
I just want you to see
Come take a look, get a load of this nigga
Quit fronting on me
Don?t come around and try to gas me up
I like runnin? on E
I? I? I? I?m on my Disney shit
Goofy flow.. on records I?m Captain Hook
And my new car is Rufio
Damn where my roof just go?
I?m somebody that you should know
Get to shakin? somethin? cause that?s what Drumma produced it for
Yes I make mistakes that I don?t ever make excuses for
Like leavin? girls that love me and constantly seducing hoes
I?m losing my thoughts I said damn where my roof just go?
Top slipped off like Janet at the Superbowl
I got ?em
[Chorus - Drake]
They can?t help it and I can?t blame them
Since I got famous
But bitch!
I got money to blow
Gettin? it in
Letting these bills fall
All over your skin
I got money to blow-oh oh ohh
Oh oh ohh, oh oh ohh, I got oh oh ohh
I got money to blow-oh oh ohh
Oh oh ohh, oh oh ohh, got money to blow
[Verse 2 - Birdman]
Cash Money Millionaires, yeah, yeah
Richer then the richest
We certified gettin? it
CM, YM, Cash Money business
Higher then the ceiling
Fly like a bird
Hit the Gucci store and later get served
We smoked out with no roof on it
Them people passing so we smash on ?em
Buying them out ,we keep that cash on deck
Lamborghini?s and them Bentley?s on the V set
Louie lens iced up with them black diamonds
Cartered yeah Ferrari the new spider
No lie I?m higher then I ever been
Born rich, born uptown, born to win
Fully loaded automatic six Benz
Candy paint foreign lights with my bitch in
Born hustling too big nigga to sized me up
Kept stuntin? more money burning up
[Chorus - Drake]
They can?t help it and I can?t blame them
Since I got famous
But bitch!
I got money to blow
Gettin? it in
Letting these bills fall
All over your skin
I got money to blow-oh oh ohh
Oh oh ohh, oh oh ohh, I got oh oh ohh
I got money to blow-oh oh ohh
Oh oh ohh, oh oh ohh
[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]
Well I get paid every 24 hours, money and the power
Come to VIP and get a champagne shower
I don?t have to worry because every thing ours
And I got a big bouquet of Mary-Jane?s flowers
That Kush
I promise that?s my dude but we don?t smoke that Reggie Bush
And I?m with two women, make you take a second look
We poppin? like champagne bottles but we never shook
And we gonna be alright if we put Drake on every hook
[Chorus - Drake]
They can?t help it and I can?t blame them
Since I got famous
But bitch!
I got money to blow
Gettin? it in
Letting these bills fall
All over your skin
I got money to blow-oh oh ohh
Oh oh ohh, oh oh ohh, I got oh oh ohh
I got money to blow-oh oh ohh
Oh oh ohh, oh oh ohh, got money to blow
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