Like It Ain't Nuttin'

A'ight, a'ight

Woo-ooh

A'ight, a'ight

My mic sounds nice, check one

My mic sounds nice, check two

My mic sounds nice, check three

Aye

Whacha gon' do when I step in the room?

Betcha motherfuckers gon' rock to the tune

Betcha motherfuckers gon' rock to the tune

Get down to the beat and rock to the tune

Whacha gon' do when I step in the place?

Betcha motherfuckers gon' rock to the bass

Betcha motherfuckers gon' rock to the bass

I-I get money all day, baby, like it ain't nuttin'

Nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin'

Spend that money, bitch like it ain't nuttin'

Nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin'

All day, all day, bitch like it ain't nuttin'

Nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin'

Roll up in the Ghost, bitch like it ain't nuttin'

Nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin'

Not-not a, not a damn thing

Swimming in green

Diamond on the neck, got a diamond on the ring

Cash rules everything around me (C.R.E.A.M.)

Dollar-dollar bills all around me (Me)

I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast

I didn't mean to roll up to the club in the Ghost

I didn't mean to pull out a bottle of the Mo

Do the champagne shower, spread spray it on the clothes

I didn't mean to hurt them, I didn't mean to kill 'em

I didn't mean to make 10, 20 hundred million

And ever since I made I've been murdering the ceiling

I know why they be hatin' 'cause I be top billin'

And I'm cold cooling, cold chilling like a villain

They feelin' my diamonds, the gold on my grill and

I smile like I swallowed a jeweler

I'm ill and I'm sick with the paper my bank keep on filling, uh!

Whacha gon' do when I step in the room?

Betcha motherfuckers gon' rock to the tune

Betcha motherfuckers gon' rock to the tune

Get down to the beat and rock to the tune

Whacha gon' do when I step in a place?

Betcha motherfuckers gon' rock to the bass

Betcha motherfuckers gon' rock to the bass

I-I get money all day, baby, like it ain't nuttin'

Nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin'

Spend that money, bitch like it ain't nuttin'

Nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin'

All day, all day, bitch like it ain't nuttin'

Nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin'

Roll up in the Ghost, bitch like it ain't nuttin'

Nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin'

Not-not a, not a damn thing

Swimming in loot, swimming in fashion

Gotta stay cute, I kill 'em if I shown 'em my birthday suit

I kill 'em when I roll up in my Merce Coupe

I don't mean to show of, I don't mean to floss

I don't mean to be the head bitch and a boss

I didn't mean to buy up the whole damn bar

I didn't mean to spend it like, "What-what it cost?"

I didn't mean to whip out the keys to the city

I didn't mean to dress all fresh and pretty

I'm talking 'bout my ladies

Rub on your titties

Yeah, I said it, rub on your titties

Ladies, run on your boobies

Yeah, fuck it, I said it, rub on your boobies

I don't mean to hang with these ladies with booties

We loud and we crazy like we in a movie

Whacha gon' do when I step in the room?

Betcha motherfuckers gon' rock to the tune'

Betcha motherfuckers gon' rock to the tune

Get down to the beat and rock to the tune

Whacha gon' do when I step in the place?

Betcha motherfuckers gon' rock to the bass

Betcha motherfuckers gon' rock to the bass

I-I get money all day, baby, like it ain't nuttin'

Nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin'

Spend that money, bitch like it ain't nuttin'

Nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin'

All day, all day, bitch like it ain't nuttin'

Nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin'

Roll up in the Ghost, bitch like it ain't nuttin'

Nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin'

Not-not a, not a damn thing