Got This Money

I got this money, baby. I wanna spend it on you

I got this Sunday, baby. I wanna spend it with you

We can do what you like. I promise then, I'll be true

I got this money, baby. I wanna spend it on you

Oh

I don't really know where to go

Don't know where to hide

Everywhere that I go

You'll be right by my side

You're the only girl that I have ever dreamed of

I wanna tell you everything, but everything just seems dumb

I kinda like you, girl. Really wanna dress you up

I wanna buy you for real

I kinda like you, girl. Really wanna feel you up

I wanna feel you for real

I got this money, baby. I wanna spend it on you

I got this Sunday, baby. I wanna spend it with you

We can do what you like. I promise then, I'll be true

I got this money, baby. I wanna spend it on you

OH

I got an upstairs, downstairs in my loft

Check the mixtape, baby. I don't talk

Yes, I run this shit, like it's hard to walk

And you think that I'm dope, like a mound of chalk

I'm recession proof. I work to relax, hoe

Weird voice catch beef like a lasso

New fresh prince, you can chill in my castle

Spit real shit, so I must be an asshole, right?

Nah, that's why I'm makin' out in your car

These blogs are a dude's A&R

Got a big tip for these girls at the bar

But I don't mean money

Ever since the money, they just treat me funny

Girls look good, she can take green from me

Ain't trickin' if you got it, know what I mean, buddy?

You've got your yellow sun dress on

I'm tryna write you the best song

With your Wayfarer shades, you drive me insane

I wanna hold hands, and call you pet names

I kinda like you, girl. Really wanna dress you up

I wanna buy you for real

I kinda like you, girl. Really wanna feel you up

I wanna feel you for real

I got this money, baby. I wanna spend it on you

I got this Sunday, baby. I wanna spend it with you

We can do what you like. I promise then, I'll be true

I got this money, baby. I wanna spend it on you

OH