Pour It Up (Remix) Rihanna (Ft. Jeezy, Juicy J, Rick Ross & T.I.)

[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Say, Riri, let's take this shit to the street one time, you know? (It's the remix, yeah)
Throwin' hundreds like loose change, still got my money (Ay)
Got your broad in that Mulsanne, that Bentley homie (Haha)
Seats whiter than cocaine (Yeah), that .40 on me
Got me and G, she bring broads, mane
She like my homie (Let's go!)

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
I'm King Tut with my gold chain (Gold chain), my partner with me, he the dope mane (Yeeeah)
Straight gas nigga, that BP, on that E-40, that OG (Ay)
These bitch niggas be actin' up, these ho niggas be actin' foul (Yeah)
They'll grind with you, they'll shine with you, be pointin' fingers off at your trial (Daaamn)
My Rolls Royce with my driver in it, gettin' fucked up 'cause I ain't got to drive (Yeeah)
That Kendrick on them bottles came, poured a Swimming Pool, now we 'bout to dive (That's right)
Got one room, got three bitches, nigga, damn right, that's where it's supposed to be (Yeeeah)
Two Glock .40s at all time, gon' shoot him back, a nigga shoot at me, you know it
Haha, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Rihanna]
Oh-ohh-ohh, ohh, oh-oh-oh
All I see is signs, all I see is dolla' signs
Oh-ohh-ohh, ohh, oh-oh-oh
Money on my mind, money, money on my mind
Throw it, throw it up
Watch it fall out from the sky