[Intro]
Ooh, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
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Ooh, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
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Ooh, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
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[Chorus]
I count a whole lotta cash, I got a whole lotta hoes shaking ass
I smoke a whole lotta motherfucking gas, I spend a whole lot on clothes, please don't ask me
I got a bitch in my room, gettin' naked think I love her
I would never trust the nigga, but I put trust in my brothers
My boy might drown down on niggas, that's the end of that discussion
We got drank lil' nigga, ain't no way we sippin' robitussin
[Verse]
What you think lil' nigga? I'm Top Floor Boss, bitch, I get money
I'm in LA nigga, it don't ever rain, lil' bitch, it's sunny
I can't trust no ho, gotta let her go, that's for sure
Bitch, I'm on the road, trynna hit the stage, do a show
Check my bank account, all I see - is o's after o's
I need a couple hundred million before I go
Good life if I touch a billion, ight if I don't
Tell that boy stop texting her, 'cause I'm with your ho
Yes, I been with your bitch, I ain't even know
Yeah, leave me alone, yeah, drank I jus po' it
Yeah, niggas think they really on shit, but they really poor as fuck
I was down bad, still own shit
Knew I had it run it up, yeah
Knew I had to get them bucks
Knew I had to get them funds
Knew I had to lose them fucks I gave, nigga, it wasn't even none
Ooh, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Uh-uh-uh (Uh-uh-uh)
Ooh, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Uh-uh-uh (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Uh-uh-uh (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
I count a whole lotta cash, I got a whole lotta hoes shaking ass
I smoke a whole lotta motherfucking gas, I spend a whole lot on clothes, please don't ask me
I got a bitch in my room, gettin' naked think I love her
I would never trust the nigga, but I put trust in my brothers
My boy might drown down on niggas, that's the end of that discussion
We got drank lil' nigga, ain't no way we sippin' robitussin
[Verse]
What you think lil' nigga? I'm Top Floor Boss, bitch, I get money
I'm in LA nigga, it don't ever rain, lil' bitch, it's sunny
I can't trust no ho, gotta let her go, that's for sure
Bitch, I'm on the road, trynna hit the stage, do a show
Check my bank account, all I see - is o's after o's
I need a couple hundred million before I go
Good life if I touch a billion, ight if I don't
Tell that boy stop texting her, 'cause I'm with your ho
Yes, I been with your bitch, I ain't even know
Yeah, leave me alone, yeah, drank I jus po' it
Yeah, niggas think they really on shit, but they really poor as fuck
I was down bad, still own shit
Knew I had it run it up, yeah
Knew I had to get them bucks
Knew I had to get them funds
Knew I had to lose them fucks I gave, nigga, it wasn't even none
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