[Chorus]
It ain't trickin' if you got it and I got it
So bad I just wanna take a shot (I got it)
Later on hit the club and get it poppin'
Girl, I told you it ain't trickin' if you got it
I got it (You got it), I got it (I want it)
So bad I wanna see you in the mornin' (I got it)
So bad I wanna see you when you moanin'
You can have whatever if you want it
'Cause, baby, I got it (I got it), I got it (I got it), I got it (I got it), I got it (I got it)
'Cause, baby, I got it (I got it), I got it (I got it), I got it (I got it), I got it (I got it)

[Verse 1]
Hop up in a whip and get out of here (Let's go)
I can turn your wrist to a chandelier
You can go where I go (I go), I go where you won't go (Won't go)
Trips to Acapulco ('Pulco), probably 'cause I got dough
Baby, I got game though, I am not a lame-o
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, baby come up out that rainbow
Swag to the left, to the right with me
And I can cover your body with Louis V
Fantasy fulfilled if you come with me
And I'll introduce you to a lavish live of luxury
It's just you and me, wherever we go
I wanna know is the one to stow
And I'm spending the dough, tell me what's gonna break me
Receipts so long, man, he thinking I'm crazy
If you were my baby, you could have anything I got it
Just take a card out my wallet
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