dont nothing move but the money and the bad bitches twerking in a room full of money i didnt have it i was working im certain imma get it bout to kill it close the curtains all these clown ass niggas we should put you in the circus its 5 in the morning and i got too turnt up and i know you want it so you aint got to hide it no more let me see let me see let me see you aint got to hide it no more let me see let me see let me see you aint got to hide it no more let me see you want me you got me its something in the air i cant deny your body boy its toxic when i pop it i know you cant get enough andale andale they bring me that money when i hit the club andale andale now bring me my money this feeling its crazy just maybe i could let you get it taste of my touch boy its like drugs so dont try to cuff were only here for one night i get it i get it im with it my nigga they talk it i live it i walk in the building talk of the city parking the bentley started in philly really i started with plenty where niggas popping that semi you pull up im popping the willy got money you aint got no time and if you got time you aint got no money and everybody screaming if you broke you a joke and im trying to figure why a nigga look so funny got a quarter on my neck pull up on em flex you niggas sound bitter and really look upset and i be round niggas just money power respect we cop cook and collect and never making it stretch you never making a check smelling the odor i whip it with soda i been in with hova drinking on spade puffing with diddy im talking to costa puerto rico bad bitches got em over 5