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A prince, he's a prince!
He's rich, he is rich!
Everybody wanna be me, but I just wanna be me
When I tell you he's got his own money
I ain't even lying, he's got his own money
I just say what he talkin' 'bout
I'm your highness, your highest title, numero uno
Prince of New York and I'm speaking so that you know
I could drop the top (On the Benz?)
But not on the Benz, the yacht (Damn)
The watch that I got got Colorado rocks at the top
They want me to stop, begging that I cool off
Nope, I'm too hot
Broads with no bras, cars with two R's
Menage a trois, stars are all stars
We do us, y'all do y'all
Anything with money, you know we involved
And I ain't gotta spit it's hard
Spend my money ignorant, cop me a nigga card
What bar I'ma buy?
Matter of fact, I'ma cop a star off the sky
'Cause it's nothing
You ever seen a million on the wrist?
Canary yellow stones, same color as the Cris'
That's nothing
And I got a parking lot
So I don't wanna hear about the whips you got
That's nothing
You like stacks in your bra?
Here you go, I was gon' spend it at the bar
That's nothing (Man), that's nothing (Man)
That's nothing (Man), that's nothing (Man)
It's nothing to have two hundred on the dash
Park the car, hop in a yellow cab
Get paper cuts from popping tags
So I'ma cop the whole Fifth Ave
Please don't laugh
What y'all call savings, I call a stash
First come the ash
Then come the cash and big blunts of hash
They try to fade us, but they can't shake us
We make money, the money don't make us
Y'all can hate us, the hoes gon' rate us
We do it so well, congratulate us
Big was unbelievable
So I'ma put it down 'til it's unconceivable
Got a sickness that's untreatable
Spent a grip on the stuff, now I'm unbeatable
It's nothing
You ever seen a million on the wrist?
Canary yellow stones, same color as the Cris'
That's nothing
And I got a parking lot
So I don't wanna hear about the whips you got
That's nothing
You like stacks in your bra?
Here you go, I was gon' spend it at the bar
That's nothing (Man), that's nothing (Man)
That's nothing (Man), that's nothing (Man)
If you in the club and you doing your thing
Holler out "Alphabet of paper," ching ching
That's my set, please don't disrespect
It's nothing for you and yours to get chin checked
We do this correct
Anywhere I'm at, a man on deck
Five hundred on the wrist, five hundred on the neck
What that mean to you? A whole lot of debt
They try to fade us, but they can't shake us
We make money, the money don't make us
Y'all can hate us, the hoes gon' rate us
We do it so well, congratulate us
And now I'm bar coasting
Everybody balling, everybody locing
I don't get all the commotion
I shit on your indoor pool with an ocean
You ever seen a million on the wrist?
Canary yellow stones, same color as the Cris'
That's nothing
And I got a parking lot
So I don't wanna hear about the whips you got
That's nothing
You like stacks in your bra?
Here you go, I was gon' spend it at the bar
That's nothing (Man), that's nothing (Man)
That's nothing (Man), that's nothing (Man)
I don't wanna hear that
Shit's what I'm talking about