Hopes & Dreams

Long money, hopes and dreams Always be around them niggas wit' paper but got your own money This yo world, buy this drink for you girl You said tell the DJ play this song for me Here's my number case you ever need company Better weed tons of drink, love the way I dress, let her rub my ink Hell yeah, I'm fly; that's why they all beneath, me That money fall and she make dough I'm giving her all she can take though And you know we ball but this ain't no game, no I'm spending it all cause that's what we came for Yeah that's what we came for Throwing my money when I see you every time she gets (low), low (low), low (low) low (yeah) Foot on the gas when I see you, yeah, 'cause she ready to Go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go) Look, look Dickies shorts and Rolex watches I'm smoking while she dancin' topless I think lil' mama think she down Told me that she strips, so she could pay her way through college Bricks of money like I robbed a bank At my table wrapped in plastic with a gang of drank Fuck what you think I'm gon' throw this money 'cause that's why we came That money fall and she make dough I'm giving her all she can take though And you know we ball but this ain't no game, no I'm spending it all cause that's what we came for Yeah that's what we came for Throwing my money when I see you every time she gets (low), low (low), low (low) low (yeah) Foot on the gas when I see you, yeah, cause she ready to Go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go) And all them other hoes competing They ain't even comin' close, (close), close, (close), close, (close), close (yeah) Foot on the gas when I see you, yeah, 'cause she ready to Go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go) Pay for your own clothes, fly on your own trips You a big girl, you buy your own shit Supply your own smoke, you like your own zip No leasing yours, you like to own shit So rich, the one them niggas hate the bitches wanna go with I'm bout O's like it's Wheel of Fortune Feelin flawless, living lawless, yeah Throwing my money when I see you every time she gets (low), low (low), low (low) low (yeah) Foot on the gas when I see you yeah cause she ready to Go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go) And all them other hoes competing They ain't even comin' close, (close), close, (close), close, (close) close (yeah) Foot on the gas when I see you, yeah, 'cause she ready to Go (go), go (go), go (go), go (go) I'm throwing money up and watching her go round and round Watching her go round and round I'm throwing money up and watching it come down, come down It come down, come down Or we can go to my house, or we can go to your crib We can jump in your car, you can see how I live But I'm still throwing money up So much I'm losing count, can't count So much I'm losing count, can't count Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout