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Letra : Ooh*
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It's a holiday up in this b*t*h, woop-woop-woop
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Okay, ooh
I got Cartier on my boots, now all on my glasses, okay, ooh
I’m tryna get used to this life, I'm in the fast lane, okay, ooh
Saint Laurent on my bags, said she like my fashion, okay, ooh
Gucci all on my tag, Louis all on my bags, yeah, okay, ooh
I know I'm on, baby, I’m on, yeah, yeah, okay, ooh
She gon' hit my phone, she gon' hit my phone, I know that
When you get money, that's when they care
It's how life work and it don't seem fair
I'll walk out this buildin' and they all gon’ stare
Can’t have none of my racks, I don't share
b*t*h, I’m stuck in my head when I'm countin' up the cash now
We stay dripped, that's Moncler, when I walk, b*t*h, I be cashed out
Stackin’ my money, b*t*h, I stack it steady
You follow me, feel likе I hop in the caddie
Now all of thesе b*t*hes they callin' me daddy
I told that b*t*h, "Stop it, I act like your daddy"
And if you want smoke, b*t*h, I'm packin' it heavy
I'll be in your nightmares, don't tell me to Freddy
b*t*h, really I'm foolish, I'm gettin' that money
These b*t*hes, they say so, but they don't really love me
Okay, ooh
I got Cartier on my boots, now all on my glasses, okay, ooh
I'm tryna get used to this life, I'm in the fast lane, okay, ooh
Saint Laurent on my bags, said she like my fashion, okay, ooh
Gucci all on my tag, Louis all on my bags, yeah, okay, ooh
I know I'm on, baby, I'm on, yeah, yeah, okay, ooh
She gon' hit my phone, she gon' hit my phone, I know that
Okay, ooh, okay, ooh
I got Cartier on my boots, now all on my glasses, okay, ooh
I'm tryna get used to this life, I'm in the fast lane, okay, ooh
Saint Laurent on my bags, said she like my fashion, okay, ooh
Gucci all on my tag, Louis all on my bags, yeah, okay, ooh
I know I'm on, baby, I'm on, yeah, yeah, okay, ooh
She gon' hit my phone, she gon' hit my phone, I know that
It's a holiday up in this b*t*h, woop-woop-woop
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Okay, ooh
I got Cartier on my boots, now all on my glasses, okay, ooh
I’m tryna get used to this life, I'm in the fast lane, okay, ooh
Saint Laurent on my bags, said she like my fashion, okay, ooh
Gucci all on my tag, Louis all on my bags, yeah, okay, ooh
I know I'm on, baby, I’m on, yeah, yeah, okay, ooh
She gon' hit my phone, she gon' hit my phone, I know that
When you get money, that's when they care
It's how life work and it don't seem fair
I'll walk out this buildin' and they all gon’ stare
Can’t have none of my racks, I don't share
b*t*h, I’m stuck in my head when I'm countin' up the cash now
We stay dripped, that's Moncler, when I walk, b*t*h, I be cashed out
Stackin’ my money, b*t*h, I stack it steady
You follow me, feel likе I hop in the caddie
Now all of thesе b*t*hes they callin' me daddy
I told that b*t*h, "Stop it, I act like your daddy"
And if you want smoke, b*t*h, I'm packin' it heavy
I'll be in your nightmares, don't tell me to Freddy
b*t*h, really I'm foolish, I'm gettin' that money
These b*t*hes, they say so, but they don't really love me
Okay, ooh
I got Cartier on my boots, now all on my glasses, okay, ooh
I'm tryna get used to this life, I'm in the fast lane, okay, ooh
Saint Laurent on my bags, said she like my fashion, okay, ooh
Gucci all on my tag, Louis all on my bags, yeah, okay, ooh
I know I'm on, baby, I'm on, yeah, yeah, okay, ooh
She gon' hit my phone, she gon' hit my phone, I know that
Okay, ooh, okay, ooh
I got Cartier on my boots, now all on my glasses, okay, ooh
I'm tryna get used to this life, I'm in the fast lane, okay, ooh
Saint Laurent on my bags, said she like my fashion, okay, ooh
Gucci all on my tag, Louis all on my bags, yeah, okay, ooh
I know I'm on, baby, I'm on, yeah, yeah, okay, ooh
She gon' hit my phone, she gon' hit my phone, I know that
