So Much Money-Juicy J

Thumbin' through so much money, thumbin' through so much money, thumbin' through so much money, that I need three hands to count it Thumbin' through so much money, so, s-so much money, thumbin' through so much money that I need three hands to count it I woke up in a Bugatti, and parked it by my Ferrari Took my Rolex and chopped it and stuffed it in my Buggari I got your B***h on a Molly, she ride me like a Ducati If giving head was a college, she would be summa cum laude She treat my dick like a pistol, I treat her face like a target I told em "Bandz A Make Her Dance", I turned my head, that s**t charted Black matte Aston Martin, my hood gives Koopsta apartments Lambo didn't come with no key, I push a button to start it Say Juicy J must know magic, all these invisible sets I put kush in my lungs and leather seats in my jet I got a gold-plated toilet, my nigga, I'm rich as shit And I would carry a wallet but all my money won't fit I drop the bag in Miami, and Faragamo'd my bitch A couple of bands for her bills, a couple more for her tits Bitch I got money and shooters don't make me pay for the hit They wipe your ass off the planet like you ain't never exist I'm countin' so much money, dollar signs all I see I might go buy me an island and fly your B***h to my D I got that old school Chevy with crocodile on my seat And I still run with them wolves, yeah B***h I'm a beast I spent the rack 'fore I knew it, and that was just on my feet This B***h is stupid as f**k but on that Molly she geek She like "It's Christmas in May", I'm 'bout to roll up a reef And I'm so cold on these hoes but I still carry that heat