Emerald City Ray J (Ft. Brandy)

[Intro: Ray J]
Woo
Oh yeah

[Verse 1: Ray J]
We always dreamed we would turn into superstars
Who would've known?
Fuckin' with big booty bitches ridin' on my handlebars
Big booty bitches from Mississippi and the city of Garcinia
To private jets with my nigga Diddy
All this green look like Emerald City
Emerald City

[Chorus: Ray J]
Hey-yo, hey-yo
Money's on my radar
All of this money on my radar
Rockstar, ooh
Strummin' my money like a guitar (Guitar)
Make sure my mama get a new car
And my daddy, so that's two cars
A lotta love on my radar
Lotta love, lotta love, ooh
Niggas smokin' weed, off a Xanny bar
On my scootie bike, no fancy cars
Feelin' a lot
A lotta love on my radar
Oh, I'm feelin' the love
On my radar
Feelin' the love
A lotta love on my radar
Oh, I'm feelin' the love
On my radar
A lotta love on my radar
Oh, I'm feelin' the love
And I'm so grateful
I just wanna thank you, Lord
Oh, thank you Love
Hey-yo, hey-yo
Money's on my radar
Money green, look like Emerald City
Emerald City
Feelin' a lotta love
Lotta love, a lot of love (Lot of love)
Niggas smokin' weed, off a Xanny bar
On my scootie bike, no fancy cars
Feelin' a lot
A lotta love on my radar
Oh, I'm feelin' the love
On my radar, ooh
Feelin' the love
A lotta love on my radar
Oh, I'm feelin' the love
On my radar
Ooh