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It could be, you and me Yeah yeah, yeah yeah In a suite, yeah yeah Or in a coupe, yeah yeah Spending loot Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Money) Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Yeah yeah) It could be, you and me Yeah yeah, yeah yeah In a suite, yeah yeah Or in a coupe, yeah yeah Spending loot Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Money) Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah And we buy, without looking what it cost (Cost) Feeling like a boss (Boss) Riddin' with top off Flip everyone off (Fuck it up, fuck it up) And it be like, and it be like (Fuck it up, fuck it up) And it be like, and it be like Hold my bag, yeah yeah Reach in my bag, yeah yeah Throw this money in the air Cuz you know that we don't care M.I.B you know we here And we litty everywhere Yeah yeah, yeah yeah And we litty everywhere Get off the stoop, hop on the coupe Feeling like Biggie, give me the loot Shorty is a rida', she ready to shoot Holding the MAC, I'm chasin' the cash She's holding the stash, she's holding the mag While I'm chasing the bag, yeah yeah, yeah yeah Buying everything, don't look at tags We don't got no time for fucking nags And I'm waiting for that advance (Advance) Cuz them bands make her dance (Dance) She gave me 3 heads like Chance (Chance) And she skate off like Vans And while we trippin' off them Xans While we walkin' through the sand While we sippin' back them cans While we do that money dance And I'm buying all these diamonds Cuz baby you are my diamond I wanna make you mine (Mine) You are my ride or die (Die) You are my ride or die When I go and grind You are my reason why Ima' make it right It could be, you and me Yeah yeah, yeah yeah In a suite, yeah yeah Or in a coupe, yeah yeah Spending loot Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Money) Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Yeah yeah) It could be, you and me Yeah yeah, yeah yeah In a suite, yeah yeah Or in a coupe, yeah yeah Spending loot Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Money) Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah She gettin' the dough, look at her clothes (Look at her clothes) When she enters the door, from head to her toes (Head to the toes) It be Gucci, Prada, Fendi, Grand Daddy es lo que prendi She actin' kinda friendly, while jumpin' on my Bentley Red bottoms yeah, she gottem' yeah All them hoes, she thot 'em yeah Im guessin' that she's pimpin', that laundry money flippin' That laundry money flippin', si se pone caliente She whippin' it, she dippin' it And her wrist is always drippin' She loccin' like she crippin' But we both we flippin' chicken (Stir it up, cook it up, chicken pollo) While we whippin' in the kitchen It could be, you and me Yeah yeah, yeah yeah In a suite, yeah yeah Or in a coupe, yeah yeah Spending loot Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Money) Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Yeah yeah) It could be, you and me Yeah yeah, yeah yeah In a suite, yeah yeah Or in a coupe, yeah yeah Spending loot Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Money) Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:26
- Key
- 5
- Tempo
- 156 BPM