I Got Money (feat. T.I.)

All I know is the sky is blue and the coupe in new

And if you're money right, then the coke is white

The birds fly south every year in the night

Gotta get it how you live, motherfuck them haters

Get 'em in, get 'em off, like hot potatoes

Good morning, Vietnam, yeah, we tryna earn stripes

Get jammed up with money, could cost your whole life

So say goodnight to the bad guy

Fresh pair of 87 jeans, I'm so fly

My seats is suede, my luggage is Louie

And e'ry bitch in the projects wan' do me

Snowman's the name, hunnid grand on the chain, what's up?

My seats is suede, my luggage is Louie

And e'ry bitch in the projects wan' do me

'Cause I got money

Remember when I couldn't afford no clothes?

But nowadays, a **** hit the baddest hoes

'Cause I got money

The Chevy's sitting so high,but the rims sit low

I got 'em from Bailey's

C.T.E., that's the label that pays me

I own that, so I pay myself

Being broke's bad for my health

NyQuil green, twenty six inches

Greenbrier mall, pull twenty six bitches

Make a quick stop, serve nine O's, these are my confessions

I'm a sucker for clothes

That paper stack up, if you let it

But I keep fucking up, I got a shoe fetish

Bad habit's, I'm at Walter's every week

Fifty pair of new Nike Air's ain't cheap

You know I gotta get the cap to match

New Era shit, I A-town'ed to that

Throw the bags in the trunk, right back to the trap, what's up?

My seats is suede, my luggage is Louie

And e'ry bitch in the projects wan' do me

'Cause I got money

Remember when I couldn't afford no clothes?

But nowadays, a **** hit the baddest hoes

'Cause I got money

Let me tell you some funny shit that happened to me

See seen me in a drop, 4:30 downtown evening, Houston

They caught a flat tire, had to leave it in Houston

And then I ran out of gas in the blue G.T.

The next week, I went and copped a new G.T.

So now balling what they call it, they call it living the life

And you can't help to spend it, pimping, if you getting it right

Listen, if you was getting what I be getting tonight

You too would be high as a kite, blowing dro on the flight

Oh. I'm G4'ing it myself, but, aye, commercial alright

Just security be a bitch, can't get in with this

Bought everything a hunnid million'll get

I'm in the Vanquish, tell that bitch before she begin to sit, you know that

My seats is suede, my luggage is Louie

And e'ry bitch in the projects wan' do me

'Cause I got money

Remember when I couldn't afford no clothes?

But nowadays, a **** hit the baddest hoes

'Cause I got money