(featuring Jay-Z)
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Rocafella millionaires bitch, early, that's right, haha
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{Hey Big Sp-, Hey Big, Hey, Hey Big Spender}
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[First verse]
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(Freeway)
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30 mill in the bank, 30 grand on the wrist-and
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20 mill in the Swiss-and, 30 birds in a tank
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Diamonds all in the face, blind ya face when it glisten
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Ace of Spade not that Crissy, man you know what we drink
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Got my automa-k, in my new Gucci slippers
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I bring my loafers from Louies, what the fuck did you think?
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When I step in the place, bitches running up to me...yelling
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{Hey big spender!}
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(Jay-Z)
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Chea, Chea, Chea, Chea
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I turn a nick to a dime, dime to some millions
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A brick to the Roc, the Roc into some buildings
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When ya nigga feeling I might see about a billion
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'Fore I leave the building, now that's what I call a billing
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Uh, balling, you still crawling, children, call him
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When ya start walking I be wheeling, flooring
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Something foreign, no ceiling, chilling...hey, hey, hey...hahaha
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{Hey big spender!}
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[Chorus]
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(Jay-Z)
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{Hey big spender!} That's what them hoes say
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{Hey!} Ho pouring rose-ay
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{Hey!} Rose gold, royal oak, automart, okay
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(Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey (Chea) Hey
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Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Chea
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(Freeway)
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That's what them hoes say
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Free pouring rose-ay
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Rocafella millionaires, we stack that paper everyday, yeeeah
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(Hey) Yeah (Hey) Yeah (Hey) Yeah (Hey) Yeah (Hey) Hey
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{Hey big spender!}
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Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Chea
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[Verse 2]
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(Jay-Z)
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I'm a jet fuel abuser, now 7-4 to the 5
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Hova's dough is on autopilot, I don't even drive
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In the bop with my shoes up, I just took back the Phantom
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Too many fuckers could fathom, what it felt like to have em
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I just copped me an all-things, a professional ball team
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Tell me I ain't the illest hustler ya'll seen
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When you don't buy out the bar, you buy the bar, that's what ya call
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{Hey big spender!} Ha,ha,ha,haaa
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(Freeway)
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I got some dough on the block, got some dough getting wrists
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I got a villa in Tahiti and I don't owe no rent
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I got that paper for real-a, and these niggas finally thinking
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Eat my cake up in the safe and take a slice of the dilla
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Three hundred grands of damn willa, why ya'll niggas debating
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I'm copping, ya'll niggas hating cuz I'm making that scrilla
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They know me F-Baby gorrilla, when I step in the building, they saying
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{Hey big spender!}
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3] (F) = Freeway (J) = Jay-Z
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(F) Although I'm good with addition, the flow so scientific
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(J) Gold plate like Cris, so I reverse the system
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(F) Came from poverty striken (J) to the top of the Forbes
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(F) Now the property's listed (J) in high society district
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(J) '76 is the floor (F) '94 with the raw
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(J) '96 with the flow (F) 2008 with the spitting
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(F) Now drop a grip up in the mall, two hundred grand at the district, we living, bitches
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[Chorus]
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Big Spender
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Freeway |