Make It Classy

[Hook] Make it classy, make it classy Pick yourself up off the floor and make it classy Make it classy, make it classy You now rocking with the best, I make it nasty [Verse 1] Way too dirty to be washed up You need a spotter, get your bars up I know you famous, I will run up on a star, what! Fronting on me the quickest way to get starstruck Half of y'all hating on me, half of y'all waiting on me I make money, money don't make me You chase money while I make money chase me Stick to the bottom line like the bass, bass, bass Get your face girl, why actin' that prude? No, ain't nobody that cute You got a face for radio Look around, you gotta face the ratio Don't let these Brooklyn niggas cold reach ya What they keeping in the creases of exclusive 'Lo pieces Got it bouncing like [fat titty?] Try to rap with me, it's a wrap city Rap city, bitch, rap rap city bitch Dejour, Joe Clair, Big Tigger shit Throw your money in the air if you nigga rich Stop that stupid ass shit, you kids getting big Studio at the crib got a nigga rigged Weed loud, rude, inconsiderate On like Bradley Cooper, I'm limitless Faster than a state trooper, I get it in Four dudes, one bottle, that'll never win Fly girls at the rope, homie let 'em in Shorty make 'em pitch a tent like a Bedouin All in the conversation, meddling That's when the wondering eyes start settling Savage, savage, ooh gentlemen Word to God, got a look so devilish This a fourth quarter shot and I never miss Swish, nothing, but, net Swish, nothing, but, net Swish, nothing, but, net Swish, nothing, but, net Half of y'all hating on me, half of y'all waiting on me I make money, money don't make me You chase money while I make money chase me Stick to the bottom line like the bass, bass, bass...