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