[Hook]x2 These hands done rack through plenty cash, (swag) These hands done slap plenty ass, (swag) These hands done whip plenty niggas, (swag) These hands done bust plenty triggers (swag)
[Verse 1] With no thinkin' blew a half a ticket, when shit break I don't fix it My last bitch wore red bottoms, my new bitch just learned the business Bill Gates so old school, I'm speedin' by in a old school Bad hoes, no more rules, fendi belt, bally shoes High fashion for a high nigga A bunch of bitches, an' my niggas I'm rich fool with a lot of tools All the bands got wet, I left the pool Just a song, that got her wet I gotta' out er' dress It would be an understatement if I say we had sex When Juicy in the club, them hoes be cashin' out Cause I can't help it every time she bring that ass out Angelina Jolie, that mouth could get no better I just let her cool off then kick off the double header
[Hook]x2 These hands done rack through plenty cash, (swag) These hands done slap plenty ass, (swag) These hands done whip plenty niggas, (swag) These hands done bust plenty triggers (swag)