Yeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh (that right)

Yeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh (Yeaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh)

JT Money, God dammit

Bout time, spin this bitch

(Niggaz waitin on yo muh'fuckin ass, let's ride)



(Hook) x4

Heychayaya, heychayaya, heychayaya (Drop them boes on 'em)

We drop them boes on u hoes nigga



I got em goin crazy

Tryin to lock down Jay baby

Them suckas don't wanna pay me

Them niggaz must think I'm crazy

They must do business shady

Or they think that I can't count

Don't need a big bank account

Fuck that bullshit I'm out

Tryin to start my own shit

Muh'fucka I own shit

When I'm on some grown shit

And I stand on my own, bitch

Get yo hands up outta my pocket

Y'all greedy muh'fuckas betta stop it

Y'all niggaz can't play wit my profit

So you might as well back up off it

Money man don't fuck around

Boy I will shut you down

You don't wanna bust it down

Now I gotta stop bussin clown

So please don't fuck with mine

And I won't have to fuck wit yours

Cuz when I bring them toys

We knockin down them doors

And anything else in my way

Interferin wit my pay

Y'all niggaz gon' learn today

Don't fuck around wit Jay

I don't see awards or them plaques

Or them stanky car tracks

Matter fact

Fuck That

All I want is my stack

Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiggggghhhhhtttttttt



(Hook) x4



Y'all don' wanna fuck around wit this

Only bitch-ass niggaz ain't down wit this

Y'all crowdin that nigga

Stop houndin this

For you fuck my first

Get a pound wit this

Y'all fake-ass niggaz betta recognize

I'll work ya niggaz out like exercise

I'm this shit muh'fucka I flex my mouth

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