We Run This Money Mafia

[Intro]
Say the law tryna pull me over (No Limit)
Tryna give me ticket
I ain’t pulling over
Tryna give me ticket
I ain’t pulling over

[Verse 1]
Sitting in my Lambo puffing on that fire
Never did change cause I’m all about that dollar
Full o’ riders and strapped with them riders
I’m bout to shoot down on your face like a shower
Boy you can say that you’re on top, I’m higher
I’d rather be a pigeon to a duck cause I’m flying
Get money all day nigga never get tired
A real ghetto superstar, ask that bitch Mya
I sell Mr. Wheeze like school
Ya’ll niggas ain’t shit to me but doop
My rich game stupid, I call it retarded
Rewind it, reverse it, back it up then start it
Players at the party, the sun shining on me
Rest in peace Kurt, kinda miss my homie
I don’t eat balogna, I fuck with macaroni
And fuck a bad bitch No Limit we the only

[Hook]
Fuck ya’ll niggas and ya’ll haters
Fuck ya’ll bitches with them niggas man
Ya’ll hoes ain’t bout shit (bout shit)
Cause I get money bitch (oh)
No Limit we run this (we run this)
No Limit we run this (we run this)
Ya’ll niggas keep stunting (keep stunting)
Ya'll ain't ready bitch (oh)