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Got the top down and were going fast, she wanna move slow
High as Hell, I can take you to places that you ain't ever been before
Louis V on my I'm stylin' but I got a love for that Christian Dior
Lookin around I see money all over, I'm getting real bored so I'm upping the score
And I hate thumbing thru bills like I need this shit
Hundreds of thousands of dollars can't fit in my pocket, this shit got me feeling rich
Should I know, money could ever make a man feel like this
I just pick up my paper and leave with it, made it independent ain't no deal for this, no
I ran out of paper and did it again
Countin' these bills & I'm counting these checks
I bought out the store cuz I know how to spend
All of this paper I put it inside of the Benz
Loaded it up in a plane I take off n' I land
30k up in the air, blowing champagne bottles up of bel air
My time is money, so If you want handouts I ain't got a dollar to spare
Looking for money, with money come problems, so you paying me to be fair
They sayin that I couldn't get to the top but I hate to inform you I'm already there
Well dressed in some double C's
The future I got it in front of me
Got some missed texts and some phone calls
They all hit me up like they want sum from me
Why the fuck would I, go and spend my time
With some people who didn't do nun for me
Stabbed me in the back, but you played my friend
Tell me how you say that you got love for me
Tell me how you say that you got love for me
Got the top down and I'm going fast
She wanna move slow
She high as hell if she think that I'm gonna put my trust into a hoe
I can do better, don't see us together but imma still hit before I hit the road
No time to remember, but I'll never settle on you, cuz there's 10's knocking at my door
N' I keep, playin around cuz I'm feeling it
Heartbroken cuz your friends bad, n she hit me up now she's a sneaky link
All the times I've been done wrong, now you're down bad, Yeah, I needed this
You went from a girl who didn't want me for shit, now you hitting me up on some needy shit
You done turned into an easy bitch
Got the top down and were going fast, she wanna move slow
High as Hell, I can take you to places that you ain't ever been before
Louis V on my I'm stylin' but I got a love for that Christian Dior
Lookin around I see money all over, I'm getting real bored so I'm upping the score
And I hate thumbing thru bills like I need this shit
Hundreds of thousands of dollars can't fit in my pocket, this shit got me feeling rich
Should I know, money could ever make a man feel like this
I just pick up my paper and leave with it, made it independent ain't no deal for this, no