[00:02.97][Verse 1: Big KRIT]
[00:13.35]Is it me or is it something about a car
[00:16.17]That makes a bad b***h get freaky hoes like porno stars?
[00:19.74]Or maybe it was that chrome that keep a bopper in the zone
[00:22.92]But either way she hit my phone like she can't leave me lone
[00:26.49]And that there just keeps happening, blame it on all this rapping shit
[00:29.94]10 out of 10 she down to ****, that's just what my average is
[00:33.45]Slab and chassis lavishly, wood cabin, digi-dash in it I'm an advocate
[00:37.74]Chromed out wheels if you hop in here you might jet lag a bit
[00:41.04]I'm passionate about everything that I want, I do what it do and y'all don't
[00:45.12]I put the whole world in my trunk, let it bump
[00:47.79]Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires
[00:51.18]Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by
[00:53.88]Cuz I got --
[00:54.51][Hook: Big KRIT]
[00:55.02]Money on the floor
[00:56.61]Lighters on the dresser
[00:57.93]Drop my top, no one can do it better
[01:01.74]Diamonds and the leather
[01:03.75]Wood and the chrome
[01:04.77]Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone
[01:08.64][Verse 2: 8-Ball]
[01:22.41]She call me big baby, I got my Guccis on
[01:25.77]Black on black, head to toe, smelling like Prada cologne
[01:29.19]Feeling like big pimping, inhale, exhale
[01:32.58]Good green, thick lean, give them b*****s x pills
[01:36.06]B*****s make them get so loose on them tequila shots
[01:39.54]Every time I do it I regret it, the b*****s just can't stop
[01:42.90]Now she's dancing on the table, skirt done went up to her navel
[01:46.35]Niggas throwing money at her, damn I can't be mad at her
[01:49.29][Verse 3: MJG]
[01:49.68]You bring the girl to me then I'mma bless her, test her
[01:53.64]25 lighters on my dresser, yessir
[01:56.37]My b*****s on the block with some money on her mind
[01:59.91]A pistol in her purse and a heart full of grind
[02:03.15]I'm pimp type, MJ, drop my top, light that dro
[02:06.90]Hand on the wood with the pedal on the floor
[02:08.52]Forever get dough and I’m clever on the ho
[02:10.29]Still get vetted man, never be a scary man
[02:13.77]My DNA is all Ike Turner, Eddie King
[02:17.25][Hook ]
[02:24.48][Verse 4: 2 Chainz]
[02:45.26]25 lighters, 25 cyphers
[02:47.67]Went to jail and shared a cell with a 25-to-lifer
[02:51.42]Stayed at my grandma house with 25 bibles
[02:54.78]Stayed in the trap house with like 25 rifles
[02:58.26]Drop my top and I dip dip dip
[03:01.17]But if I pop my trunk you better duck, don't slip
[03:04.74]Chrome lips on the vehicle look like they blowing kisses
[03:08.64]Reel them hoes in, it look like I'm going fi*******ng
[03:11.88]Okay this how I ride, two bad hoes inside
[03:15.51]One ho say she ready, the other ho said she tired
[03:18.78]I'mma drop this other ho off, me and the other ho we gon ride
[03:22.35]All jokes aside I'm the get money poster child
[03:40.85][Hook ]

Is it me or is it something about a car
That makes a bad b***h get freaky hoes like porno stars?
Or maybe it was that chrome that keep a bopper in the zone
But either way she hit my phone like she can't leave me lone
And that there just keeps happening, blame it on all this rapping shit
10 out of 10 she down to ****, that's just what my average is
Slab and chassis lavishly, wood cabin, digi-dash in it I'm an advocate
Chromed out wheels if you hop in here you might jet lag a bit
I'm passionate about everything that I want, I do what it do and y'all don't
I put the whole world in my trunk, let it bump
Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires
Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by
Cuz I got --
Money on the floor
Lighters on the dresser
Drop my top, no one can do it better
Diamonds and the leather
Wood and the chrome
Bopping ass hoes just won't leave me alone
She call me big baby, I got my Guccis on
Black on black, head to toe, smelling like Prada cologne
Feeling like big pimping, inhale, exhale
Good green, thick lean, give them b*****s x pills
B*****s make them get so loose on them tequila shots
Every time I do it I regret it, the b*****s just can't stop
Now she's dancing on the table, skirt done went up to her navel
Niggas throwing money at her, damn I can't be mad at her
You bring the girl to me then I'mma bless her, test her
25 lighters on my dresser, yessir
My b*****s on the block with some money on her mind
A pistol in her purse and a heart full of grind
I'm pimp type, MJ, drop my top, light that dro
Hand on the wood with the pedal on the floor
Forever get dough and I’m clever on the ho
Still get vetted man, never be a scary man
My DNA is all Ike Turner, Eddie King

25 lighters, 25 cyphers
Went to jail and shared a cell with a 25-to-lifer
Stayed at my grandma house with 25 bibles
Stayed in the trap house with like 25 rifles
Drop my top and I dip dip dip
But if I pop my trunk you better duck, don't slip
Chrome lips on the vehicle look like they blowing kisses
Reel them hoes in, it look like I'm going fi*******ng
Okay this how I ride, two bad hoes inside
One ho say she ready, the other ho said she tired
I'mma drop this other ho off, me and the other ho we gon ride
All jokes aside I'm the get money poster child