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Richer than the richest

More money,Bitches

Yeah, coming to you live from the city of Houst-Atlanta-Vegas

So what do you do,young lady? One hundred

[Verse 1 – Drake]

I am on a 24 hour

Champagne diet, spillin’ while I’m sippin’

I encourage you to try it

I’m probably just sayin’ that cause I don’t have to buy it

The club owner supply it

Boy I’m on that fly shit

I am what everybody in my past don’t want me to be

Guess what I made it

I’m the motherfukin’ man

I just want you to see

Come take a look, get a load of this nigga

Quit fronting on me

Don’t come around and try to gas me up

I like runnin’ on E

I… I… I… I’m on my Disney shit

Goofy flow.. on records I’m Captain Hook

And my new car is Rufio

Damn where my roof just go?

I’m somebody that you should know

Get to shakin’ somethin’ cause that’s what Drumma produced it for

Yes I make mistakes that I don’t ever make excuses for

Like leavin’ girls that love me and constantly seducing hoes

I’m losing my thoughts I said damn where my roof just go?

Top slipped off like Janet at the Superbowl

I got ‘em

[Chorus – Drake]

They can’t help it and I can’t blame them

Since I got famous

But bitch!

I got money to blow

Gettin’ it in

Letting these bills fall

All over your skin

I got money to blow-oh oh ohh

Oh oh ohh, oh oh ohh, I got oh oh ohh

I got money to blow-oh oh ohh

Oh oh ohh, oh oh ohh, got money to blow

[Verse 2 – Birdman]

Cash Money Millionaires, yeah, yeah

Richer then the richest

We certified gettin’ it

CM, YM, Cash Money business

Higher then the ceiling

Fly like a bird

Hit the Gucci store and later get served

We smoked out with no roof on it

Them people passing so we smash on ‘em

Buying them out ,we keep that cash on deck

Lamborghini’s and them Bentley’s on the V set

Louie lens iced up with them black diamonds

Cartered yeah Ferrari the new spider

No lie I’m higher then I ever been

Born rich, born uptown, born to win

Fully loaded automatic six Benz

Candy paint foreign lights with my bitch in

Born hustling too big nigga to sized me up

Kept stuntin’ more money burning up

[Chorus – Drake]

They can’t help it and I can’t blame them

Since I got famous

But bitch!

I got money to blow

Gettin’ it in

Letting these bills fall

All over your skin

I got money to blow-oh oh ohh

Oh oh ohh, oh oh ohh, I got oh oh ohh

I got money to blow-oh oh ohh

Oh oh ohh, oh oh ohh

[Verse 3 – Lil Wayne]

Well I get paid every 24 hours, money and the power

Come to VIP and get a champagne shower

I don’t have to worry because every thing ours

And I got a big bouquet of Mary-Jane’s flowers

That Kush

I promise that’s my dude but we don’t smoke that Reggie Bush

And I’m with two women, make you take a second look

We poppin’ like champagne bottles but we never shook

And we gonna be alright if we put Drake on every hook

[Chorus – Drake]

They can’t help it and I can’t blame them

Since I got famous

But bitch!

I got money to blow

Gettin’ it in

Letting these bills fall

All over your skin

I got money to blow-oh oh ohh

Oh oh ohh, oh oh ohh, I got oh oh ohh

I got money to blow-oh oh ohh

Oh oh ohh, oh oh ohh, got money to blow

[End]

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