[feat. One Chance]
[Verse 1: T-Pain]
Right off top money go in the air
And she said it didn't matter if it go in her hair
If your shoes cost a thousand then I'm blowing a pair
I throw five over here and throw the rest over there
Yeah, homie I done got my own shit
Rollin' through your stop signs where you going bitch
Holla at my nigga Boogie and Brownsville
Like I done turn my New York accent
Ahhhh shit!
What's the deally son, really son
It's the nigga Teddy Pain illy son, feel me son
That's all I'm hearing when I come to the east
Plus I got the beast niggas when it comes to the beast
Young Fyre, Bishop Jones and especially me
I cook anything that come to me especially beef
Check the 6th and 7th letter of the alphabet and trust me dawg
You don't wanna F with a G
[Hook: One Chance]
If you get money like this
Throw a couple racks in the sky like this
Hunnit thang up pop a bottle like this
Now errbody stop... and do the money dance
[T-Pain:]
And they be like...
And they be like...
[Verse 2:]
It's alot of ways to get bread, and get doe
I'm a get it till I get dead, shit no
Hold out'cha palm get'cha shit read
I explode on a nigga make his fit red (so-woo)
What up crip what it's hitting like?
Soul pound and my niggas yasimelike
Errbody in the hood throw it up blah
I'm a be for a while I done figured it out
Got a little less wack and a little more oh my Jesus
I don't care what'chu think nigga hold your thesis
Tap dance on em hold my sneakers
And all you niggas want piece of the pie there is no mo pizza
[Hook: One Chance]
If you get money like this
Throw a couple racks in the sky like this
Hunnit thang up pop a bottle like this
Now errbody stop... and do the money dance
[T-Pain:]
And they be like...
And they be like...