La Música de Harry Fraud French, they don't do it like you, baby Ah man We in Orleans, how 'bout that? Let's go Shit be so soulful Money money money, money money money Money money money, money money money Got her wetter than Katrina, I be yelling "hello" I yell it everytime I see her I be hoppin out the Double R, yelling': "Hello, Montana, baby" Got me speeding like a nigga pressed fast-forward High up in the plane, sstates lookin like a chess board She don't trust me, it don't matter how far I go Told her I'm the best for her, you know I keep it down low Met her on Melrose, buying Valentino Shorty ass shaking like C-Lo Casino, tranquilize her Exercise her Escalator I'm getting money, I be yellin out "f*ck a hater" Money money money, money money money Money money money, money money money Money come around me, bad bitches come around me Chocolate chick, nickname her Brownie That she rolled up with that Saudi Black Benz sittin' outside, but my whip is cloudy Eyes low, lookin drowsy 'Bout to go and get this money 'Bout to go and get this money Flow sick like the cold Check your nose, it might be runny Make it stretch, like a scrunchy Shit is real like the country Better suit 'em up, shoot 'm up ACG polo, boot 'm up Cheeze and Montana, the tracks crack where we do that at Broke, never heard of that Coope flying, swervin' black Took it back, red and black Lumberjack Bitch p*ssy shock the shit out of a nigga Call that thundercat Coke wave make the best movie, but we got the best Jacoozi Got me feelin woozey Pockets tellin jokes, call that funny money Money money money, money money money Money money money, money money money