(Intro)
Maybe it seems like we take it too far
But we ain't neva had shit, all we know is hustlin'
We be on that cash shit, and when we see a bad bitch
You know we got money, you know we got money
Hold up!
You know we got money, but don't ask that nigga for nothing
You know he act funny, you know he got cars
Look at his gloss! And all of his niggas is winnin'
Look at him lookin' as boss!
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'
(Verse)
(You know he got money) you know he got paper
How dare you show him apartments that ain't got no elevator
You know that he bougie, he need a jacuzzi
He need a massage, he need a bitch in Emilio Pucci
(Chorus)
Maybe it seems like we take it too far
But we ain't neva had shit, all we know is hustlin'
We be on that cash shit, and when we see a bad bitch
She be like, you know he got money, you know he got money
You know he got money, you know he got money
(Verse)
You know he got mula, and he ain't takin' no breaks, nigga
No Ferris Pula, he try to brother my house in the ocean
And sits right across his house on the ocean
You know he got money, you know he got Asians
You know he got Haitians, you know he got bunnies
Lavanah, Sheerak Channel, photo shoots with Dave lot Chappelle
You know he be stuntin'
Yeah, he hit a bahata fohebas and he notice you woman
Already know what she thinkin', she chose
You gotta do betta than pickin' these hoes
(Chorus)
Maybe it seems like we take it too far
But we ain't neva had shit, all we know is hustlin'
We be on that cash shit, and when we see a bad bitch
She be like, you know he got money, you know he got money
You know he got money, you know he got money
(Verse)
Maybe I'm the blame for the opulence I glorify
All the girls I cheated with, all the nights my shawty cried
Lifestyles of the rich and young
Crackers hate a nigga, jackers make it so you got it
Go and get ya gun
Where they get them pictures from?
Who takin' the ? gloves?
Pops is pukin' at ya
Last year they don't even know you round
Niggas from yo block is smile
This why yo city hurt
Why you ain't put yo city first?
I had to go and get it first!
Wishin' I could hear reverse
How did scoop up Cali hissin'
He wouldn't be in no herse
Killed my nephew Racket ova what was in his pocket
So yeah, he got money, but tell me what does it profit?
(Chorus)
Maybe it seems like we take it too far
But we ain't neva had shit, all we know is hustlin'
We be on that cash shit, and when we see a bad bitch
She be like, you know he got money, you know he got money
You know he got money, you know he got money
compositores: RICHARD BUTLER, DWAYNE NESMITH, ERIC GOUDY, EARL HOOD, QUINTA BRUNSON, NAYVADIUS WILBURN
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