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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