Netflix (feat. Fergie)

I smoked a blunt for dinner, another blunt for breakfast

2 Chainz, got 'em starin' at my necklace

Let's make a sex tape and put it on Netflix

Let's make a sex tape and put it on Netflix

She got it, I want it, I want it, she got it

I'm dodgin' paparazzi, my outfit from Versace

Copy, copy, all these **** just copy

I just bought me a new watch, and these new **** just watchin'

I know you had the time of your life

I know you had the time of your life

You know I'm gettin' money, ten, twenty, thirty, forty

I'll be countin' this shit all night

I know you had the time of your life

I know you had the time of your life

You know I'm gettin' money, ten, twenty, thirty, forty

I'll be countin' this shit all night

When I die, bury me inside the liquor store

'Cause when I die, Fergie still gon' be gettin' dough

You do what you can, I'll do what you can't

You smoke that Bobby B-B-Brown, we on that Shabba Ranks

I, I, I got it, you want it, you want it, I got it

My girls go shoppin', that ain't a mall, that's my closet

So copy, copy, all these bitches just copy

Honor student with double D's, and that ain't the bra, that's my tatas

I know you had the time of your life

I know you had the time of your life

You know I'm gettin' money, ten, twenty, thirty, forty

I'll be countin' this shit all night

I know you had the time of your life

I know you had the time of your life

See, yeah, I'm gettin' money, ten, twenty, thirty, forty

I'll be countin' this shit all night

Yeah

Yeah

I'm gettin' to the monies with an apostrophe

Fucked her on a pile of clothes, man, she a closet freak

Yeah, I bear arms, I got something up my sleeve

And when she wit' me, she don't wanna leave

She just wanna freak, she don't wanna sleep

Put it in her mouth, now she don't wanna speak

Yeah, I'm at the club, I got strippers at my table

I call doin' the sixty-nine, "a favor for a favor"

From the cradle to the grave

Shot a **** from his ankle to his waist, you can tell that I'm paid

'Cause I'm high class, fuck  a bitch and her eyelash

We in a jet, who gon' fly past?

Tint all on my eyeglasses, I don't see ya, hater

And I don't get dropped, bitch, I drop the label, goddamn