He Got Money

Maybe it seems like we take it too far but we ain't never had shit

All we know is hustlin', we be on that cash shit

And when we see a bad bitch...

Hold up, you know he got money

But don't ask that nigga for nothin', you know he act funny

You know he got cars, look at his gloss

And all of his niggas is winnin', look at 'em lookin' like bosses

You know he got money

He go in the club, he leave with a chick and he go in her tummy

If that nigga said it, you know he ain't lyin'

And, if he invite you, you know that he buyin'

You know he got paper

How dare you show him apartments that ain't got no elevator?

You know that be boojie, he need a jacuzzi

He need a massage, he need him a bitch in Emilio Pucci

She be like

"You know he got money?"

You know he got mula

And he ain't takin' no breaks, nigga, no Ferris Bueller

He tryna build him a house on the ocean

That sits right across from his house on the ocean

You know he got money

You know he got Asians, know he got Haitians, know he got bunnies

Lon Bon and she rock Chanel

Photoshoots with Dave LaChapelle

You know he be stuntin'

Yeah, he hit her but how the fuck he 'posed to know that's your woman?

All he know is she thinkin' she chose

You gotta do better when pickin' these hoes

Maybe I'm to blame for the opulence I glorify

All the girls I cheated with, all the nights my shorty cried

Lifestyles of the rich and young, crackers hate a nigga

Jackas make it so you gotta go and get your gun

Where they get them pictures from? Who taking them photographs?

Paps is peekin' at you, last year, they ain't even know yo' ass

Niggas run, yo' block is mad, niggas run, yo' city hurt

"Why you ain't put yo' city first?" I had to go and get it first!

Wishin' I could hit reverse

I'd a scooped up Cali Chrissy, he wouldn't be in no hearse

Killed my nephew Rocket over what was in his pocket

So, yeah, he got money but, tell me, what does it profit?