Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'm down for that **** long as I see them big racks
Aye, like where them racks at? (Cha Ching)
If I make it clap just know I'm where the cash at
I might be down for that ****
Might be down for that ****
Where them racks at?
Aye, where them racks at?
Aye, where them racks at?
I might be down for 'em if I see them big racks
If I make it clap just know I'm where the cash at
Only take blue hunnids not no Apple Jacks
[Verse 2]
No orange and green, I like my money blue
Pay me what you better do
All eyes on me call me 2Pap 'cause I got the juice
Take him to the ATM, put his ass to better use
Boujee ghetto bitch, show him somethin' that he never knew
Think it's time I act up
That boy out his mind when a pretty bitch back it up, back it up
Drunk in love, feel like I'm Beyonce
Put this kitty on him, now call me his fiancé
It be the broke **** that always say I'm hard to deal with
I can't let him hit 'cause if I do he gon' get real lit
Fuckin' with me out your budget
If he ain't for no racks, then I'm dodgin' and duckin', bitch
[Verse 3]
I'm down for that **** long as I see them big racks
Aye, like where them racks at? (Cha Ching)
If I make it clap just know I'm where the cash at
I might be down for that ****
Might be down for that ****
Where them racks at?
Aye, where them racks at?
Aye, where them racks at?
I might be down for 'em if I see them big racks
If I make it clap just know I'm where the cash at
Only take blue hunnids not no Apple Jacks
[Verse 4]
Like my money like my ****, hella neat
Can tell he 'bout his paper from his head down to his feet, aye
Birds of a feather flock together, if he broke we not together
Pull up with a rich ****, ruffle broke bitches feathers
You rocking Rainbow, can't stand with me, hoe, take a seat
I'm like Django, just like the horse, I ride the D
I need a raincoat, he make it rain all over me
And he can't never tell me no, that's the power of the P
Watch I make it clap, it go up and down, no cap
For a broke ****, I can't ever be SAP
Might got a pretty bitch but she wanna be like PAP
**** feignin' for me tryna pull me like his strap, bitch
[Verse 5]
I'm down for that **** long as I see them big racks
Aye, like where them racks at? (Cha Ching)
If I make it clap just know I'm where the cash at
I might be down for that ****
Might be down for that ****
Where them racks at?
Aye, where them racks at?
Aye, where them racks at?
I might be down for 'em if I see them big racks
If I make it clap just know I'm where the cash at
Only take blue hunnids not no Apple Jacks
Written by: Awood Johnson, Calvin Broadus, Corey Miller, Craig Lawson, Jaida Roby, Kyle Moore