[Intro: DJ Khaled, Chris Brown]
Money long, the night is young
Another one
The world is ours (Ah)
DJ Khaled (Yeah)
[Chorus: Chris Brown, DJ Khaled, Lil Wayne]
I know a lot of niggas in here prolly hate me right now
But I'll drink to that, I'll drink to that, I'll drink to that (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
That ain't gon' change a thing, no (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Still gon' do my thing
I'm still, yeah-yeah, still gon' go and get mine (Get mine)
Still gon' keep on winnin' (Keep winnin')
Still gon' keep it one hunnid every time
You know I'm still, I'm still even when them niggas throw shots
I'm still, I'm still, still gon' end up on top
I'm still
Pussy ass niggas stop hatin'
[Verse 1: Wale]
Ralph, uh
Niggas be women like hoes be women
Look at me close, there's no sympathy
Those with envy be throwin' subliminal quotes
I'd rather them warrin' with me, uh
They phony, I hate them (Word)
Like Tony Montana, except no Manolo
She left me for another cuelo (Word)
These dudes is snakes, these women is vultures
Who am I to trust? Who gon' ride for me?
Who gon' light somebody body up?
When I be like, "Yup," they squeeze
Comfortably (Oh) and that new custom piece
My Tisci t-shirt a couple of G's (Oh)
I talked to a bunch of G's just like a Frozen Tundra speech
And the Lambo' feel
When a real nigga doin' one-ten tryna skrrt in it
Yeah, and the world so ill
When the boy get funny over money or a girl on ya
Uh, let it marinate
Uh, Wal', let me curate
Uh, let them niggas hate
But never, ever let a women tell a nigga, "Wait"'
(Yeah) Uh, sway
Money long, the night is young
Another one
The world is ours (Ah)
DJ Khaled (Yeah)
[Chorus: Chris Brown, DJ Khaled, Lil Wayne]
I know a lot of niggas in here prolly hate me right now
But I'll drink to that, I'll drink to that, I'll drink to that (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
That ain't gon' change a thing, no (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Still gon' do my thing
I'm still, yeah-yeah, still gon' go and get mine (Get mine)
Still gon' keep on winnin' (Keep winnin')
Still gon' keep it one hunnid every time
You know I'm still, I'm still even when them niggas throw shots
I'm still, I'm still, still gon' end up on top
I'm still
Pussy ass niggas stop hatin'
[Verse 1: Wale]
Ralph, uh
Niggas be women like hoes be women
Look at me close, there's no sympathy
Those with envy be throwin' subliminal quotes
I'd rather them warrin' with me, uh
They phony, I hate them (Word)
Like Tony Montana, except no Manolo
She left me for another cuelo (Word)
These dudes is snakes, these women is vultures
Who am I to trust? Who gon' ride for me?
Who gon' light somebody body up?
When I be like, "Yup," they squeeze
Comfortably (Oh) and that new custom piece
My Tisci t-shirt a couple of G's (Oh)
I talked to a bunch of G's just like a Frozen Tundra speech
And the Lambo' feel
When a real nigga doin' one-ten tryna skrrt in it
Yeah, and the world so ill
When the boy get funny over money or a girl on ya
Uh, let it marinate
Uh, Wal', let me curate
Uh, let them niggas hate
But never, ever let a women tell a nigga, "Wait"'
(Yeah) Uh, sway
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