Lyrics
You know
And I know
When that cash flow
Got flow
It feels so good
To get Mo
But it feels so good
To let go
And spend money
Uh huh
And spend money
Yessir
Just spend money
What else?
Just spend money
Going once
Going twice
Sold!
Rather be a rich man
Than in the dirt digging a ditch man
In a pit full of quicksand
Getting fired or retired
Un-hired or getting shit-canned
That’s why I had them slick hands
And the desire for them thick bands
And a wristwatch so stocked with rocks
It looked like I had a clock on a wrist band
Enough dough to withstand
Anything you try to do to me
I might move to Zuckerberg
And Bill Gates around my community
Make Jeff Bezos pay look like
He was paid in pesos
Tom Ford tailors
Ready to stitch me a suit soon as I say "sew"
In the Bahamas in a hammock
Swaying to calypso
Texting Barack Obama
Trying to trade him some crypto
I Got a little Bitcoin
But I think I’m going to git mo
Not Guantanamo Bay
Wanna go away
and just Olé this whole shit show
Cause no matter how much you got
Life is gonna hit you
And hit you a lot
Family plans the tax man
Dividing up your grands
Your lands and plots
So I’m not gone shit you
The point I’m trying to get to
is to get you
to spend that money …
…Cause you can’t take it wit you
You know
And I know
When that cash flow
Got flow
It feels so good
To get Mo
But it feels so good
To let go
And spend money
Uh huh
And spend money
Yessir
Just spend money
What else?
Just spend money
[breakdown 4x]
Going once
Going twice
Sold!
Spend that money!
Sold!
