Money, Money, Money - ABBA

Aye. Who that in the Lambo? That's the Last King boy, haan? Last King Records takin' over for the 2016 'till forever I got bitches in my swimming pool Real life mermaids Models in my living room Lined by Hermes Yeah nigga... Somebody must have heard me when I prayed Cause I'm paid cash money Uh, Cash Money never paid me But your boy did his thing Still make cash money Yeah it's mine I can throw it in the air if I wanna Rolex, mo' sex T-Raww, gon' flex Bad bitches Ass, chest Rich niggas, no stress Smoke when I wanna Ball when I wanna Fuck who I wanna Everything a hundred My cars diamond diamond Still minks in the summer Ice in my grill Tattoos on my stomach Yeah, she break it down Break break it down I'm in the court Talkin' chat, choppers style Yeah that choppers style Chit chat choppers style We lived a lot Nigga we on a loud Ugh private jet Bubble legs Super famous don't need no press Imma hot boy shout out Weezy baby If your man is low Nigga, you should pay em I got bitches in my swimming pool Real life mermaids Models in my living room Lined by Hermes Yeah nigga... Somebody must have heard me when I prayed Cause I'm paid cash money Uh, Cash Money never paid me But your boy did his thing Still make cash money Yeah it's mine I can throw it in the air if I wanna Homie we talkin' a lot She be frontin' a lot Wanna pull up on the block Bitches rubbin' their twat I'm in the car with a vibe Yeah that car goes a lot Now she fuckin' a lot Yeah we fuckin' a lot Now she rubbin' my cock Yeah we hug in the block Put your face in my watch Yeah that's chrono watch All ice I got hella how's believe me Tell 'em bitches pimpin' ain't easy I'm on top with the top down One knock with the sugar and I'm sauced out I'm hot now Played with fire, I ain't never drown Ballin' out number 1 With assist now Big hits, mo' rich New car, new bitch I'm a hot boy, free B.G Free to Carter V, let your streets eat I got bitches in my swimming pool Real life mermaids Models in my living room Lined by Hermes Yeah nigga... Somebody must have heard me when I prayed Cause I'm paid cash money Uh, Cash Money never paid me But your boy did his thing Still make cash money Yeah it's mine I can throw it in the air if I wanna I got bitches in my swimming pool Real life mermaids Models in my living room Lined by Hermes Yeah nigga... Somebody must have heard me when I prayed Cause I'm paid cash money Uh, Cash Money never paid me But your boy did his thing Still make cash money Yeah it's mine I can throw it in the air if I wanna

Super They go crazy Yeah They comin' in and out, in and out, in and out Trap spot boomin' Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you Treat me like I'm Al Capone, nigga, fuck you John Gotti, Illuminati, nigga, fuck you I put a middle finger up, because, fuck you This money got me geekin' up, nigga, fuck you Red bottoms with the fur like Frank Luc I bought some VVS and she caught the chain flu I fucked this R&B bitch, I should thank you Yah, I was sippin' my codeine from the beginnin' She jocked my whole team, she seen who's winnin' We light Liv up on a Sunday, come see us livin' This for my dogs on the one way in penitentiaries Send a direct hit, you gotta pay attention I just lit my wrist up, I need some more attention She didn't wanna play fair, I put her on suspension I put a key on Greyhound now I'm in a new dimension Offered her 25, keep tryin' to take some of my percentage I was petrified you know my right wrist authentic I get glorified, that Richard Mille cost 250 I'm a big dog, it ain't no sense in holdin' back On my Usain Bolt shit, I ran up me a sack Fuckin' with them strippers all in G5 And as soon as the club closed we board the G5 I got scammers and junkies lined up on each side I got five percent tint on each side I tried to make it outta school on the east side I'm on my Nicky Barnes shit, so it's fuck school I'm blowin' money real fast like Big Meech crew I like my hundreds stacked up, I like 'em neat too They come in stuck together when they in the wrap still I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal I fucked a rapper bitch, I was on a drug deal Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you I fucks R&B bitches, should thank you Them bricks coming in like the John Doe crew They put a number on your head, they tryna stank you I'm 'bout to take 'em out the game, nigga fuck you They got me goin' insane, now it's fuck you I let my brother fuck your bitch, he got the dog food I damn near get half a ticket for a walk through I fuck dem Super Bowl bitches down in Houston I got this westside freakin' like boostin' I built my empire up like Lucious Ayy gimme pounds, gimme bricks, I'm a nuisance I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless I make the blogs with ya bitch cause I'm ruthless Yah, I get cash money like I'm Mack Maine I just put a rapper bitch on game I be smokin' rapper weed with my gang I just slam dunked ya bitch hall of fame Got the money comin' in, it ain't no issues I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you Got the Mac 11 cocked, it got the kick too Servin' niggas like Doughbeezy in my house shoes Ya baby mama fuck me better when the rent's due I just a fucked a rapper bitch, I should diss you She sucked my dick, she came home, I bet she kissed you I fucked this R & B bitch, I should thank you, yeah Nigga, with yo loud ass, bruh Yo, what's going on E The Big Frank Dog I know you be trippin', bruh I just got this lil, god damn, hoe with me, bruh Let me get a gram right quick; smoke that hoe out, right quick A gram? Man, if you don't get yo ass up outta here, nigga? Get that nigga ass up outta here, man Nigga talkin' about he want a gram What, you wanna Grammy? Boy, you trippin'; you trippin', bruh Let me leave with a bag, then, I'm good for it You a got damn fool; I can't do nothin' with no god damn $10 Get yo ass on outta here, man Try to come up here for no damn gram, nigga That's candy money nigga A gram!?

We stay rich, we born fi make money Dem feel like say a cocaine money Sharon just call the jet, mi plane money (woii yoii) Yeah I'm so rich, dem feel seh a cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money 200 karat 'round mi neck, it so heavy Yeah, cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money Mi haters feel seh a cocaine money JCF feel seh a cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money Mhm, mi too rich, ah-ha, cocaine money 30 million one day Shame mi haters dem mek dem feel one way Dem a wonder if me chop eh line whole day Cah mi ting just loud, like mi claat one 'K Yuh fi practice eh rich habit If me feel bored, mi just fly go to Italy St. Thomas, Martin Luther, Muhammad Ali Motivate the yutes dem a Jungle and Tivoli Rema and Rivoli (woy) I'm so rich, dem feel seh a cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money 200 karat 'round mi neck, it so heavy Yeah, cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money Mi haters feel seh a cocaine money JCF feel seh a cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money Mhm, me too rich, ah-ha Have dem gyal inna di high mile club Tequila and weed make me high like drugs Anyting me feel like, me buy right now Let through the bloodclaat Gad right now, yeah Tell dem man rich and bad Get the millions in, mhm Tell dem man rich and bad Get the millions in, yeah (Anju Blaxx) When God a make eh world, mi select like a Beretta See dem a try fi stop mi ting, dem a predator Look pon the Gad, mi nuh cheap, mi nuh regular Diplomat passport Andrew fi send me fah Anything me ready fah Long time mi fans dem a wait in America Wan' see di real, dem tired of di replica Music the cause and a hit me a rebel for (woyoy) Yeah (woy) I'm so rich, dem feel seh a cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money 200 karat 'round mi neck, it so heavy Yeah, cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money Mi haters feel seh a cocaine money JCF feel seh a cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money Yeah, cocaine money Mhm, me too rich, ah-ha, cocaine money Cocaine money ('Caine money, 'caine money) Co-co-co-cocaine money ('Caine money, 'caine money)

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it And I'll admit it girl, I said it and I meant it Yeah, I loved you for a minute, but we dance sure different It's been a week since you went and hit the highway And made it clear that I oughta have it my way But my way looks a whole lot better With just my truck in the driveway And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash I was high, but I guess I wasn't high class Enough to show up with you on your own We were never gonna be two kids on a farm And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true I could sit here bitter and bitchin' And wishin' things woulda gone different But that don't sound nothin' like me at all Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'? And I hope you find you a high rolling High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true Yeah, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true