[Hook: R Kelly]
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Ain't nothin' to a boss, yeah I spend that
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I ain't worried 'bout the cost, I spend that
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Poppin' bottles in the club, yeah I spend that
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I can buy the whole club, yeah I spend that
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Throw that money, spend that dough
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Throw that money, spend that dough
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Throw that money, spend that dough
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Throw that money, spend that dough
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[Verse 1: R Kelly]
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Roof off of that, coupe all black
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Private jet, did the show, now I'm right back
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Buy the mall out, yeah I wild out
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Hundred bottles in the club, now I'm showin' out
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Imma shine on 'em, I'mma grind on 'em
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Take a shot, turn up, and go dumb on 'em
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Imma let my ice show, that's the sun on 'em
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Flash money at the haters, that's a gun on 'em
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Got Picasso on the wall, I spend that
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Tom Ford to the drawers, I spend that
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Three bitches, one me
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And they all on the dick, call it 3D
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I bought a pound out in Paris, oohwee
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Ain't inside of this world, E.T
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Yeah Italian on the suit, I spend that
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Y'all just gettin' rich, I been that
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[Hook: R Kelly]
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[Verse 2: Jeezy]
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You know I fuck with them bitches that like to fuck with them bitches
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I heard you fuck with them niggas that like to fuck with them snitches
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What you got in your pockets, I see you holdin' them figures
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I hope you don't blow it all cause that would just be ridiculous
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Think I'm addicted to ballin', think I'm addicted to cash
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If we leave here tonight, girl I murder that ass
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Don't be all in my section if you ain't talkin' 'bout fuckin'
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We ain't talkin' 'bout fuckin' then we ain't talkin' bout nothin'
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See I came with my niggas, we came to fuck up a chick
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This some real shit to give, you better show some respect
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My two-door's exotic, I blow my money with style
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I got some young niggas from my turf with me, they're wild
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I got some bitches with ass, I got some bitches with class
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Got a bitch right now, west side, hold the stash
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If the windows are tinted, a quarter milli' a minute
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Ain't leavin' shit in my pockets because I came here to spend it
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[Hook: R Kelly]
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[Verse 3: R Kelly]
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This your birthday, girl, I'mma spend that
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Cake, cake, cake, cake, get up in that
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You set the bar so high they can't top that
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Them other chicks ain't on your level, tell 'em "Stop that"
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Black panties on, girl drop that
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Look back at me, like I own that
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Best pussy in the club and she know that
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I make it rain so much, you gotta mop that
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Moet, pop that
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It's a celebration, girl, gon' toast that
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Throw that money, spend that dough
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Make it twerk, on that pole
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[Hook: R Kelly]
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Spend That
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| R. Kelly |
