I walk in this b**ch lookin just like a bag of money
I be speakin and girlies
Be screamin they friendly for me
But really it just be my money
Uh
Pull up I be dressed and yall be stressin
Cus you know that I'm the bomb
I got it watch me jump
See I don't want yo b**ch boy she got my lips
She choke more than a sinner man jiving
And oh you never seen me round here
Hello Too much money to carry
They like ooh you know your stuff
Baby yea what's up
Got a girl in Virginia
That look better than all your spouses
They like ooh you know your stuff
Baby yea what's up
Got a girl in Virginia
That look better than all your spouses
Down on your luck
Down on your luck
Down on your luck
Down on your luck down on your luck down
I'm up in this b**ch
I got money to pay just I'm stackin up crystal
I look in her face and I put it away
I ain't throwin this money round
She think she so bad
She don't know I had plenty b**ches bad
Some of them gone
But know that I keep a few back around
Girl keep poppin (keep poppin)
Keep poppin (keep poppin)
Don't stop (don't stop) til the money ain't droppin
Woke up with yo face changed
I'm f**ked up and I got cash
Yo luck passed and you need that
I'm a real ni**a I see that you do
Down on your luck
Down on your luck
Down on your luck
Down on your luck down on your luck down