You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday
Im getting stacks of money everyday.
They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,
Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose
All go crazy for days in amazement
Thought that getting money was the only payment
I'm a baller, literally
Getting to the money
I just want somebody i can see
In other words i'm getting money
You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes
Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those
Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet
Never getting more money than a cashier's check
Young money young money yeah we getting rich
Not puckett but i hit it then i duck a bitch
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