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Tekst piosenki

(Intro)

It’s like a black man heaven here

My nigga 2 Chainz bringing 2 cups and extendo blunts

It’s all bay when that nigga baby pull up


(Hook)

Pull up in the Phantom, shuffle with the doors off

Hop out in the city, see a nigga showin up

Money in the air, a couple bottles pourin up

Fat lady singin at the opera, yea it’s over now

It’s over now, shit is over now

Fat lady singin at the opera, yea it’s over now


(Verse)

Young nigga got stripes, bar code

I’ll be with your honey, buzzin like the bar closed

Choppers taking targets, shootin up marshals

Rolls, the pack’s money in the backseat, star mode

Phantom grills shinin like a new Porsche

And pardon me partner, I park it with my eyes closed

Front door lookin like a car show in Boston

Country then a mug, hold a child, where’s my cardinal?

Louie belt buckle, watch me rope em like the cattle pry

I give your ass a smack before I give your ass a ride

I shred it down, I arrive in the nick of time

I pull the choppa off the top and make you change your mind

You on enemy turf, she got me in a purse

20 grand for the rims, half a mill for the work

A couple bands, I make Rosanne sing Rihanna verse

Like oh na na, what that nigga worth?

All car precious, make that heffer come and sing in person

I’m so aggressive, any second I could switch to murkin

Like Figaro, tell your ho we ain’t come for flirtin

I shut that motherfucker down, closed curtains


(Verse)

Real nigga poppin, money ain’t no stopping

Filthy bout my richest niggas, stuntin while we shoppin

Pull up in my 6-4, old school 4 door

Backseat Kaliko, 20 deep the flow show

Higher than we did, nigga search lights

Bright lights, hit the club every night

Keep dodging in the kitchen, cookin every night

Fuckin talkin bout the money, ain’t never light

Heavy duty, been a G on some cash shit

100 whips, 20 hoes on one dick

Fortune and pain the price to live the life

Gunplay, we smash a nigga on sight

Blowing big, lit up

The money comin, the gun’s took

My bitch shinin, them bottoms up

The bottles poppin, we blowin up

My young money nigga live a flashy life

5 star G, bitch I pay the price


Yea, YMCMB

Billionaires, let’s get it


(Hook)

Pull up in the Phantom, shuffle with the doors off

Hop out in the city, see a nigga showin up

Money in the air, a couple bottles pourin up

Fat lady singin at the opera, yea it’s over now

It’s over now, shit is over now

Fat lady singin at the opera, yea it’s over now


(Verse)

I said it’s over now, got the rims poking out

Smoke before I go to trial

Sacks filled, poster child

I’m way colder now, on the mic I hachu

If I rule the world, benihanas, I have a drivethrough

I’m getting to the money times 2

Must I remind you?

If that pussy good I’mma try to fuckin sign you

And I’m from the side, where we trap and we round you

And she’s wet in my whip, carpool

I got a lot of fuckin styles in my arsenal

Step my money tall, I gotta stand on the bar stool

Shorty so smart she in law school

And her brain so good like she in jaw school

All I talk about is money ‘cause I’m getting to it

All I talk about is money ‘cause I speak it fluent

Ridin with the windows up and my music loud

I am sippin codeine and I’m using loud

Duffle bag in my trunk with the lights in it

Dip that pussy dry, I’mma pour some fuckin Sprite in it 

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