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[Intro] (Ay) Yeah buddy (Yea, yea) You know what we do around this time (Yeaa) Through the roof swag on you fuck niggas (Yea, yea) [Hook] I ain't gon' deny it I be on some fly shit See it, and I want it Like it, then I buy it You paying for it I can make it priceless I told you all this money ain't for show I let it go If you get money Then you know just what I'm talking 'bout [Verse 1] I got a bad bitch Her name, you don't need to know If you can take her off of me That mean I don't need the ho Yeah, I'm like the number three Something you ain't seen be-fo' So we get it smackin' Once we get back to my vehicle I got so much drink to pour And I got my reefer rolled Girl, I'd love to stay But gotta pack my things so we can go They call me sayin' they need to know How erryday I'm workin' But my life just like the weekend though And when we in the club The owners gon' acknowledge us Me, I'm drunk as hell Throwing champagne bottles up Yeah, we superstars So the camera crews follow us And all my diamonds traffic jam They give you some kinda rush Baby I'm a star You can join this constellation Shit wherever I want Can't deal with constipation Any chick that I handle I teach 'em patience How not to win the award But be glad for your nominations If getting money's the case, then I'm guilty Need a shower, filthy Wipe me down I'm famous All the bad hoes like me now They don't just wanna fuck They wanna become wifey now You trying to make a name But me, I got my own cloud And I can't share no air space See, I'm so Taylor Gang [Hook] I ain't gon' deny it I be on some fly shit See it, and I want it Like it, then I buy it You paying for it I can make it priceless I told you all this money ain't for show I let it go If you get money Then you know just what I'm talking 'bout [Verse 2] Yeah All this money got me feelin' bold And niggas staring like they scared the speakers' getting old You look decent but your girlfriend's a centerfold I keep my mind closed for bitches whose tryin' dig for gold Big cake, y'all dinner rolls You just sink, boy, I been afloat I been in this game and E gave me the sticks Now I'm in control And I'm playing on difficult Hop another plane New day, another ticket So we smoke to the life Write my name in the Swisher smoke Niggas know If they don't, then they bitch does Rosé bottles spree, until they free my big Cuz I tell her that she drunk She say she just buzzed Half a bottle later, she saying she in love Some will say it's the fame Some will say the drugs Got you losing your brain And doing these things in pub-lic (Teheheh) Yeah I'm on some own-world other shit And you gon' have to find Some decent shelter to get cover in If she got no panties on, then let her in And her set of friends Meet the gang, whoa [Hook] I ain't gon' deny it I be on some fly shit See it, and I want it Like it, then I buy it You paying for it I can make it priceless Told you all this money ain't for show I let it go If you get money Then you know just what I'm talking 'bout