Pour It Up-2 Chainz

Say really, let's send this sh*t to the street one time, you know Throw the hundreds like loose chain (Still got my money!) Got your broad and your move saying (That really on me) Seats whiter than coc*ine (That forty on me!) Got me and G, she brought broads, man (She like my homie) On king top, my gold chain My partner women, hit the d**e men Straight guess ni**a, that VP On that E40, that old G The b**ch ni**a be acting up The hoe ni**a be acting fun That grind with ya, that shine with ya Be born.. I'll fetch your trial My Rolls Royce with my diver in Getting f**ked up cause I ain't got to try. ' 'em bottles came ' and we're about to die Got one room, got three b**ches And their damn underwear' Two black photos of' old time Those shoot back and niggas shooting me You know it! Hook: Oh, oh, oh All I see is signs, All I see is dollar signs! Oh, oh, oh Money on my mind, Money, money on my mind! Throw it, throw it up Watch it fall up of from the sky Throw it up, throw it up, Watch it fall out! Throw it up, throw it up, That's how we ball out! Throw it up, throw it up, Watch it all fall out! Throw it up, throw it up That's how we ball out! Oh, it's the biggest ni**a in the game! (That's how we ball out!) Sexy b**ches world wide, what's up? (That's how we ball out!) F**k with me, yeah! (That's how we ball out!) My foreign cars, domestic beefs Peter Lueger's, the better seats Dollar after dollar, bottle after bottle Late for you haters, even though my plane chartered! Suede Balley shoes, true rude boy, Ferrari 400 horses and we do it for cool points! Baby, do the math! I'm copping Chanel bags Talking Belle Harbour cigars by Hermes Know we ran the streets, eating cold bully beef Now we at the Grammys, Tom Ford to my feet, ah! Boss on that Avi, Rihanna screensaver Whenever you see fat boy, know it mean paper! Juice Jay pouring up cold drink Benz all white, no chlorine Bad chick with me got a** and titties Freaky b**ch gonna f**k the whole team Zip-lock bag full of OG, I go in like a door key! Your girlfriend down in both knees She catch more balls than a' Purple all in my sprite, I'm hot as Denzel on flight. Screw money to make no money You niggas shaking like dice. I'm in the bed with your wife We're popping pills, we're going hard When she was with you, she was a church girl When she's with me, she a porn star! Smoking on doobies like cigarettes Which one of this strippers give head the best? P**sy so good that I think I'm in love What am I saying? There must be the drugs! Pour it up, pop that a**, I make it rain, homie! I'll make it flood, Shawty, you might need a raincoat! Strip clubs and dollar bills (I got my money!) Patron shots, can I get a refill? (Still got my money!) Strippers going up and down that pole (I still got my money!) Four a clock and we ain't going home (Still got my money!) Money make the world go round (Still got my money!) Bands make your girl go down (Still got my money!) I got more where that came from (Still got my money!) The look in your eyes, I know you want some (Still got my money!) Pour it up, pour it up That's how we ball out! That's how we ball out! That's how we ball out! That's how we ball out! They get it, baby! Turn on! I catch a case and I go to jail (Still got more money!) I came home and went back on hell (Still got more money!) I'm multiplying everything I spend (I still got more money!) These trap niggas I represent (I still got more money) This hustle game that we popping, popping Got big bank rolls in our pockets Hopping out a foreign vehicle Throwing 40 Gs, ain't no issue, b**ch! I'm thorough as it get, official, b**ch! Better watch your p**sy popping I might wanna come and get you, b**ch Now everywhere you may see me Surrounded by bad b**ches like Ri-Ri Got them booty shots, look like Nicki Face and toes pretty, I'm picky. See these trap niggas, they on to me And these rap niggass up under me Ain't none for me to get a hundred keys And then stimulate the economy, like: True power all up! Watch it all fall down! Shoot that niggas fall up Watch a ni**a crawl up! I go all out, in a verve on hard talk Keep talking about your bottom all out Ni**a at your bottom mean call out! ' I'm everything your man not I gotta get in there, on repeat Smoking Ki-ki with Ri-Ri Throw it in your like 3D, Shall let me get a sneak peak? And you got that thing shaved, Damn, baby you're a neat freak! She ask me where my sign I said an a** with two lines! That don't make sense, all I got is dimes! (true) All I do is me, no jerk off You ain't had to work out to get to work out, no! I'm so fresh blow like a dent to the soap off Go change my shirt off I sip on ni**a till I dodge off Hook: Oh, oh, oh All I see is signs, All I see is dollar signs! Oh, oh, oh Money on my mind, Money, money on my mind! Throw it, throw it up Watch it fall up of from the sky Throw it up, throw it up, Watch it fall out! Throw it up, throw it up, That's how we ball out! Throw it up, throw it up, Watch it all fall out! Throw it up, throw it up That's how we ball out!