[Chorus: T-Pain]
Yeah, I got the shoes with the matchin' fit check
Yeah, I got them jewels lookin' fat around my neck
Yeah, take a picture, click-click
Take a picture, click-click, check me out!
Yeah, I know what I'm doin'
Yeah, I got the shoes with the matchin' fit check
Yeah, I got them jewels lookin' fat around my neck
Yeah, take a picture, click-click
Take a picture, click-click, check me out!
Yeah, I know what I'm doin', yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Started with a nick, then I seen a hundred bricks
Started on a corner, now a nigga 106
Heroin and quinine, you can't quiet mine
I got the whole dirty south in line buyin' mine
You know I gotta shine, you just bezzle yours
I fifty-carat mine, I'm fuckin' several whores
When you hear the (Brr), you know I got the sack
'Cause when I hit the (Brr), he always got the packs
M-I-Yayo, I'm gettin' cake, ho
If you don't love Cash Money you can stay broke
Fifty on the chain, twenty for the piece
A grand for the bitch, the whip is not a lease
You know I'm stuntin' hard, Phantom in the front yard
Put Ross on the front just to front hard
Cash Money, money comin' on freight liners
Cash Money, got me buyin' these great diamonds
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Yeah, I got the shoes with the matchin' fit check
Yeah, I got them jewels lookin' fat around my neck
Yeah, take a picture, click-click
Take a picture, click-click, check me out!
Yeah, I know what I'm doin'
Yeah, I got the shoes with the matchin' fit check
Yeah, I got them jewels lookin' fat around my neck
Yeah, take a picture, click-click
Take a picture, click-click, check me out!
Yeah, I know what I'm doin', yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Birdman]
We got the swine with the suede on top
The money keep a-comin', nigga, peep the drop tops
The white keep cookin', and the beige raw rock
And we flip the whole bird, mama cookin' out the pots
Keep the tool in my hand 'cause we get it 'round the clock
Untangle few knots, but we still flood the blocks
Them niggas poppin' shit, but they know we stay cocked
And if they ever play with me I'm gettin' another teardrop
Two-fifty on the grill, spent the same on the watch
Them hoes see us winnin', so you know they gon' flock
I bought another island wit' them foreign headlights
I scored a hundred birds, and they flew the same night
Them laws keep a-watchin', so we shinin' so bright
Got the tags on the windows, and them brand new bikes
Big Money Heavyweight, nigga, that's my life
Neighborhood superstars, got the candy on the whips and the bike nigga
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Yeah, I got the shoes with the matchin' fit check
Yeah, I got them jewels lookin' fat around my neck
Yeah, take a picture, click-click
Take a picture, click-click, check me out!
Yeah, I know what I'm doin'
Yeah, I got the shoes with the matchin' fit check
Yeah, I got them jewels lookin' fat around my neck
Yeah, take a picture, click-click
Take a picture, click-click, check me out!
Yeah, I know what I'm doin', yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Started with some hubbers, twelve years old
Man, I swear to God, I was twelve years old
My mama didn't know, and Stunna ain't know 'bout it
'Til the day I got shot, they found some money in my pocket
Yeah, I know a nigga named Big Rufus that'll break ya off
Them niggas runnin' up the terminal, we takin' off
They say that money turn a model bitch into a dog
And I got a couple Eva Pigfords in my backyard
Nigga I mack hard, bitch, I'm a bad boy
Fuck a security guard, I turn 'em into track stars
You know my name, baby, that's Weezy Fuckin' Baby
And if that nigga hatin' on ya, then fuck him, baby
I tell 'em, "Fuck 'em, girl"
Eighteen-inch windows in my crib, you see the whole world
Bitch, what you tryna do?
I haven't spent a check yet off Tha Carter II
I am that fuckin' dude, now who the fuck are you?
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Yeah, I got the shoes with the matchin' fit check
Yeah, I got them jewels lookin' fat around my neck
Yeah, take a picture, click-click
Take a picture, click-click, check me out!
Yeah, I know what I'm doin'
Yeah, I got the shoes with the matchin' fit check
Yeah, I got them jewels lookin' fat around my neck
Yeah, take a picture, click-click
Take a picture, click-click, check me out!
Yeah, I know what I'm doin', yeah, yeah, yeah
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