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[Intro: 2 Chainz] I’m holding it down for my dog Mistah Fab, you feel me? 2 Chainz! [Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B.] Off that Dirty Sprite 2, got me feeling like I’m Future Got the Bay with me, got the A with me, nigga play with me, gon’ shot ya Real rich nigga but I still shop with the boosters Riding ‘round the city in that rari and that rooster Yeah I pull up in front of the party Whipping that brand new Masi Mama told me I was special, I’m gon’ be somebody Ten chains on, got me feeling like I’m Boosie Trapping like a fool, man free that nigga Gucci Sunday we in Harlem, Shahbaz know a nigga balling Bottle after bottle after done turned me to a bottle-holic Fly to the A on Monday just to fuck around at Magic City DJ Esco, nigga let’s go, hit Holliday ‘cause he coming with me We in beast mode, in beast mode, and everywhere we go we rep ice city Rest in peace to homie Bankroll, one love to my nigga Tity When you see a nigga throw up the deuce I got so much money, don’t know what to do [Chorus: Mistah F.A.B.] I might hit the jewelry store, put gold all on my body Hop up out the car lot and buy myself a Masi Every day my birthday, I throw myself a party Pull up to the strip club and sponsor me somebody I got so much money, I don’t know what to do with it Don’t know what to do with it, don’t know what to do with it I got so much money, I don’t know what to do with it Don’t know what to do with it, don’t know what to do with it [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] Yeah I been pimpin’ since pimpin’ been pimpin’ I’m ‘bout three W’s, I’m wit’ it, wit’ it, wit’ it Man in my city, bands I got plenty Saying you can fuck with me, oh really, really, really? Yeah I got my Rolex on, got your girl blowing strong Run up on her like, “Um boo let me borrow your tongue” Styrofoam matching the Yves Saint Laurent Got a short temper but my paper long Take her home, take her phone, put that shit on silent Beat that pussy up, when I nut I stop the violence I’m on autopilot, my auto need a pilot Car super tall, the motherfucker need a sidekick And I’m gon’ get money, I don’t need a fucking sidekick I just left the Polo store, Polo on my outfit Polo on my socks, Polo on my drawers If I’m laying on your ho, then that Polo on your broad Tell ‘em! [Chorus: Mistah F.A.B.] I might hit the jewelry store, put gold all on my body Hop up out the car lot and buy myself a Masi Every day my birthday, I throw myself a party Pull up to the strip club and sponsor me somebody I got so much money, I don’t know what to do with it Don’t know what to do with it, don’t know what to do with it I got so much money, I don’t know what to do with it Don’t know what to do with it, don’t know what to do with it [Bridge: Mistah F.A.B.] Catch my flex That mean take a picture of these diamonds Catch my flex That mean take a picture while I’m flexing Catch my flex, ooh Catch my flex, ooh Catch my flex That mean take a picture while I’m shining Catch my flex That mean take a picture of these diamonds Catch my flex That mean take a picture while I’m flexing I’m flexing, I’m flexing, I’m flexing, I’m flexing [Chorus: Mistah F.A.B.] I might hit the jewelry store, put gold all on my body Hop up out the car lot and buy myself a Masi Every day my birthday, I throw myself a party Pull up to the strip club and sponsor me somebody I got so much money, I don’t know what to do with it Don’t know what to do with it, don’t know what to do with it I got so much money, I don’t know what to do with it Don’t know what to do with it, don’t know what to do with it