I Don't Really Care (Feat. Trey Songz) (Prod. By Skyy Stylez & Troy Taylor)
[Hook 1: Trey Songz] Throwing money in the air like I don't really care Standing on the chair like I don't really care Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year And haters everywhere but, I don't really care
[Hook 2: Trey Songz] No I don't, I don't, I don't (I don't really care) No I don't, I don't, I don't (I don't really care) Got bitches by the pair, I'm baller of the year And haters everywhere but, I don't really care
[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Waka Flocka, I keep them bad bitches yelling it Thugged out rich as hell plus I'm throwing dick Drunk as shit Everywhere I go I'm yelling "Bricksquad Monopoly" loud as shit Throwing money in the air, fuck it I don't care 50 for the earrings, that's 100 for a pair Versace on my ass two bands for my underwear Foreign cars, foreign broads, baller of the year Sparkles on my champagne independence day I ain't really want your number, your friend look better anyway
[Hook 1 & 2: Trey Songz]
[Verse 2: Trey Songz] Gotta stop, hold up too much money to fold up Keep some green to roll up, I run it like a motor You see the way I pull up, attention like a soldier What you expect to happen now I'm swagging on the sofa I be so reckless, spend a hundred thou on my necklace That mean my shit is colder, my neck froze: polar Bear nigga yeah, baller of the year And we can take it there, nigga, I ain't never scared
[Hook 1 & 2: Trey Songz]
[Bridge x2: Waka Flocka Flame] I See Them Haters Watching Fuck It Let 'em hate Mean Mug Them Back Yellin Out I'm Gettin Cake
[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame] 10,000 worth of ones on the way, he ain't playing with A check lil' mama he just flexing, she came with you She left with me, uhhh, interception He saying he gon' kill me when he catch me but, I don't really care