[Lil Wayne] Uh, life on the rocks Too hard to swallow So we get high till it feel like the sky low Ya'll boys just a bunch of pussy cats milo Money is the song, pockets on high note Do ra me faso I rock like a fossil, big ball shit, Paul Castellano Shoot ya ass up, now crawl out the condo That's that nine nigga, lil rando Sleeping with the enemy so I fuck the World To Miss Louise Anna, the sweetest southern girl The sweetest southern girl (sweetest southern girl)
[Chorus - Nicki Minaj] This is times up Put your signs up Made em pick my dude I'm the line up Baby what the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them What the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them You see money you call Very few are chosen Looking at the wall You can feel them close in Baby what the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them What the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them
[Lil Wayne:] Uh, mind over matter Money over all The World is on my shoulders, Shall I dust my shoulders off? Uzi rat-a-tatter, knocking over walls Fuck the bullshit, but just don't fuck it raw man Pussy has a pattern and I know where I'm going And if you got beef I turn into a tenderloin Sanity kills so I live the crazy life I wonder if you'll pay attention if I change the price Life is my wife, till death do us part Man I'm fly as fuck you ain't even next to depart Quick draw McGraw, I hope you like art
[Chorus] This is times up Put your signs up Made em pick my dude I'm the line up Baby what the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them What the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them You see money you call Very few are chosen Looking at the wall You can feel them close in Baby what the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them What the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them
[Lil Wayne:] Stepping on the bullshit You can be my doormat Y'all ain't going nowhere with that hatin' shit, four flat Disrespectful on the beat, Borat Fuck the system and the pussy wasn't all that Yeah, now time's gettin' shorter Life on ya head like fucking read carter now Don't you cross me, you do better crossing the border So much money piled up I'm a motherfucking hoarder
[Chorus] This is times up Put your signs up Made em pick my dude I'm the line up Baby what the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them What the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them You see money you call Very few are chosen Looking at the wall You can feel them close in Baby what the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them What the fuck is wrong (wrong) with them