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Play with me, your money go
Uh, uh
Uh
Long money, hopes and dreams
Always be around them niggas with paper, but got your own money
It′s yo' world, buy this drink for you, girl
You said, "Tell the DJ play this song for me"
Here′s my number in case you ever need company
Better weed, tons of drink
Love the way I dress, let her rub my ink
Hell yeah, I'm fly, that's why they all beneath me
That money fall and she make dough
I′m givin′ her all she can take though
And you know we ball, but this ain't no game, no
I′m spendin' it all, ′cause that's what we came for
Yeah, that′s what we came for
Throwin' my money when I see you, every time she gettin'
Low (low), low (low), low (low), low (yeah)
Foot on the gas when I see you, yeah, ′cause she ready to
Go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go)
Throw it in the air and watch that paper fall
Don′t know how much I came here with
End of the night, shit, she gon' take it all, uh
See them diamonds in my chain, you ain′t got to know my name
Rushin' to the bar, I need another round of drinks
Then it′s to my car, puff a pound of dank, now we in the stars
And I'ma make it rain, drown the sink, uh
That money fall and she make dough
I′m givin' her all she can take though
And you know we ball, but this ain't no game, no
I′m spendin′ it all, 'cause that′s what we came for
Yeah, that's what we came for
Throwin′ my money when I see you, every time she gettin'
Low (low), low (low), low (low), low (yeah)
Foot on the gas when I see you, yeah, ′cause she ready to
Go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go)
And all them other hoes competing, they ain't even comin'
Close (close), close (close), close (close), close (yeah)
Foot on the gas when I see you, yeah, ′cause she ready to
Go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go)
Pay for your own clothes, fly on your own trips
You a big girl, you buy your own shit
Supply your own smoke, you like your own zip
No leasing yours, you like to own shit
So rich, the one them niggas hate, the bitches wanna go with
I′m buyin' O′s like it's Wheel of Fortune
Feelin′ flawless, living lawless, yeah
Throwin' my money when I see you, every time she gettin′
Low (low), low (low, yeah), low (low), low (yeah)
Foot on the gas when I see you (you already know how it is, man)
Yeah, 'cause she ready to go (go), go (go, uh), go (go), go (go)
And all them other hoes competing, they ain't even comin′
Close (close), close (close), close (close), close (yeah)
Foot on the gas when I see you, yeah, ′cause she ready to
Go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go)
I'm throwin′ money up and watchin' her go ′round and 'round
Watchin′ her go 'round and 'round
I′m throwin′ money up and watchin' it come down, come down
Watchin′ it come down, come down
And we can go to my house, or we can go to your crib
We can jump in your car, you can see how I live
But I'm still throwin′ money up
So much I'm losin′ count, can't count
So much I'm losin′ count, can′t count
Yeah, I'm talkin′ 'bout
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Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Brandon Lemar Carrier, Jesse Iv Woodard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
