Amigos Rico Tay B (Ft. Baby Money, Cash Kidd, Coach Joey, Ponae & Pretty Brayah)

[Intro: Baby Money]
(Coach me, Joey)
Yeah
(Damn, E, this a classic)
Easy money
Ayy

[Verse 1: Baby Money]
On the twenty-seventh floor, feet up, I'm just loungin'
All this money in the room, I can't move, we gotta count it
See I drip in Alexander McQueen, I need a fountain (Yeah)
Thirty in jewels, we really get it out the mountains

[Verse 2]
Broke down a bale, I bought a P, ain't even have a beam
Compress the shit, slide to the hood, drop off a bag and leave
Yeah, I smoke rapper weed, that shit that trappers need
Ayy, we the reason niggas say that they got Cali weed

[Verse 3: Baby Money]
Yeah, pull the handle on the box, look like a slot machine
Spent so much cheese inside of Saks, they say I had to leave
The wrist a half a key, got blues like Master P

[Verse 4]
Land on my property, you gettin' taxed like Monopoly
Niggas said they on my head, but they ain't stoppin' me
We gon' slide with them sticks like a hockey team
I don't want your bitch, boy, I"m out her league
I ain't beefin' with no niggas that ain't got no cheese