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Verse 1 Okay Uh, OK, I walked in the party Mr. Swag so knarly Wid a bad Spanish mami, better ask somebody Yeah thats my Maserati, goin ham, no salami Thats yo chick if I like it, then Im straight boguardin In the club with a bottle, is that Rosay, no Moscato They see me models follow, ass clap aye bravo Im in with my niggas?, see my jewels, they six figures Fuck yo girl and her friend, im a dog how you figure Chillin wit mah clique and I puff that lye, she dont wanna fuck and I tell a bitch bye Heart so cold why waste my time 20 on the wrist cause I like that shine Fuck you niggas who hate on mine, credit card will not decilne Missionary no not me, I like that pussy from behind Bitch Im ballin everyday, its like somebody pressed rewind All my niggas came from nothin mandatory that we shine Private plane and no complainin if I happen to recline Same nigga that they doubted and Im gladly goin remind Made a million off my hungo thats just soley my reply, Cause we the best shit aint a lie, hunh [Hook]Had to bring the money home I had to bring the money home Cause mothafucka we onn I had to bring the money home Now mothafucka we onn I had to bring the money home And I guess we in yo city With a clique of niggas wit me Couple bitches gettin tipsy, Celebratin cause we win and we on We on, We on, We on I go so hard niggas already kno, Still in da club and it close at fo' Birthday girl goin drop it low Lets make a toast and never broke Cause we on, we on, we on, we on Verse 2 Ok now one for the money shawty Two for the fuck of it Pull up in some shit that just my destroy all yo confidence Meet a bitch and hit it quick and never kno what government I been rockin Herm 'eads and that H don't stand for hooligan Hot boi, I fly, high nigga blast off You goof, truth, loose, goose, prove you ain't cotton soft. We on, We on, way to keep on bring on All these cases of that aces bring her back to my oasis Takin shots after shots like im bustin off that .44 Man that Ciroc got me feelin like I overdosed Livin wit my niggas, celebratin rockin hella gold Ring hella big you would think I won a Super Bowl Yeah we in the building why the fuck you think its super swole Tell the DJ bring it back and show em what we really on All these women love me cause they kno its young and money long Mama told me get it so I had to bring the money home [Hook]Had to bring the money home I had to bring the money home Now mothafucka we onn I had to bring the money home Now mothafucka we onn I had to bring the money home And I guess we in yo city With a clique of niggas wit me Couple bitches gettin tipsy, Celebratin cause we win and we on We on, We on, We on I go so hard niggas already kno, Still in da club and it close at fo' Birthday girl goin drop it low Lets make a toast and never broke Cause we on, we on, we on, we on, on on |