I'm talking more money than an episode of Apprentice

I'm talking opening credits, man I'm just hoping you get it

So much flossing man I don't go to the dentist

All this bread overflowing might throw a loaf to you peasants

You see the gold in the pendant? The fucking glow is irreverrent

50 g's for the jesus peice, bitch I'm going to heaven

I'm rocking Christian Dior, yo girl wanna get in the door

So I let her in the whip, said "I know you see the dick girl whatchu kissin me for?"

I got the bitches and the money, cannot tell me nothing

Balling like I got the game sliders on 100

Mama saying "Save up!", pockets saying "Fuck it!"

Might go buy you some new shoes and tell you to go and kick the bucket

Fuck ya life, might as well, you ain't doing nothing right

Cop YSl, never on sale, might even tell them to up the price

Only fuck with dimes, maybe some nines, but that was only once or twice

I swear the best day of your life to us is just another night

[Hook]

We spazzin' bitch, we spazzin bitch

We spazzin' ho, we spazzin' ho

We spazzin' bitch, we spazzin bitch

We spazzin' ho, we spazzin' ho

We spazzin' bitch, we spazzin bitch

We spazzin' ho, we spazzin' ho

We spazzin' bitch, we spazzin bitch

We spazzin' ho, we spazzin' ho

We come around, we shut shit down

We run the town, we spazzin'

We come around, we shut shit down

We run the town, we spazzin'

[Verse 2: OwdaBounds]

Bitches they come and go, got em lined up like dominoes

You knock em up and I knock em down and then vaminos, you gots go

Growing up as a snotty nose, and I'm still the one lil mami chose

So now the car that I'm rollin through is all white like karate clothes

The crowd all got they hands up, I got yo girl in hand cuffs

Man I don't know why you mad at me so quit playin tough, you ain't sayin stuff

You wit yo girl actin soft and shit, I'm wit yo girl and got a hardened dick

Backseat bumpin Robin Thicke, and she boppin it, gone need losengers

We spazz out no siezure, after the show I go sieze her

And now I got you heated cause my picture's all on her t shirt

These other dudes just can't manage, bragaduccio outlandish

And at parties I'm a magician cause I'll make yo girl vanish

Cause we spazzin retarted, yet we still haven't started

And no matter what you do I take that ass home regardless

Cause its native strangers, rollin swishas

Native strangers, foldin bitches

And we ain't talkin racing when I got yo bitch in pole position and we spazzin

[Hook]