Ain't Nothing

Lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J] Yeah, uh huh Shut the fuck up! Ear Drummers Nigga, I got the black card, finna swipe this shit Mike WiLL Made-It [Verse 1: Juicy J] This that higher level stunting, make it rain a lot of hundreds Gave that chick 30k to go get rid of her stomach I'm a triple OG nigga 20 years and running All my niggas down to ride like crash test dummies And J don't stand in line, I ain't never had to wait I'm the realest in this game, I ain't never had to fake Forgiatos on the classic like that bitch got on some skates Having dinner with Obama smelling like a pound of hay I might blow a pound a day, smoking KK like a hippie In the 60's with this chick, tryna give my dick a hickey Had to get it out the mud, no wonder why I'm filthy rich And I'm running through this money Like it don't mean nothing to me, I might [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign] Buy the highest bottle like it ain't nothing Bitch, I'll buy 20 bottles worth of clothes like it ain't nothing Drop a hundred thou' like it ain't nothing Bitch, I'll go and buy a brand new car like it ain't nothing Buy a new crib like it ain't nothing Bitch, I'll go and buy a ton of bad bitches like it ain't nothing Pull a hundred hoes, mane it ain't nothing When you getting money, stacks chips ain't nothing (Mafia!) [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Pull up in the lowrider two hoes behind us Police say that they can smell it but I make sure they don't find it Hit the corner, slide the ash, Young Khalifa bout his cash 'Bout to build another whip and I ain't even got to brag Three women got that bitch leanin' Young Khalifa got the women screamin' Done deal, done deal When I pull up, it's a done deal Lift the trunk, still rolling up And I got one in the front, two in the back Do what I want, don't need to relax King of my city, I'm living to show 'em I cannot be even, three wheelin' in traffic This '61 I'm building 'bout to be a classic I'm repping Taylor Gang – they asking; paper or plastic? [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign] Buy the highest bottle like it ain't nothing (Oh shit) Bitch, I'll buy 20 bottles worth of clothes like it ain't nothing Drop a hundred thou' like it ain't nothing Bitch, I'll go and buy a brand new car like it ain't nothing Buy a new crib like it ain't nothing Bitch, I'll go and buy a cougar bad bitch like it ain't nothing Pull a hundred hoes, mane it ain't nothing When you getting money, smashin', she don't say nothing (Mafia!) [Verse 3: Juicy J] (Yeah, ey Mike-WiLL, I gotta tell 'em something bro, check this out) Getting paid like ghost do (Ghost do) In the street, in the club too (Club too) Designer everything, Ric Flair (Ric Flair) I can buy the rap game, brick fair Buy the bar, smoke that caviar, I'm in the finest car Push to start, I glow in the dark, I run up the charts Redbone, vanilla, freaky broad, she gon' keep me hard Black car, better play it smart, nigga, we in charge Get paid, young nigga, get paid And I run the game like a fucking arcade If we talking money then I got a raise Drink so strong, they think I got it laced [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign] Buy the highest bottle like it ain't nothing Bitch, I'll buy 20 bottles worth of clothes like it ain't nothing Drop a hundred thou' like it ain't nothing Bitch, I'll go and buy a brand new car like it ain't nothing Buy a new crib like it ain't nothing Bitch, I'll go and buy a cougar bad bitch like it ain't nothing Pull a hundred hoes, mane it ain't nothing When you getting money, smashin', she don't say nothing (Mafia!) [Outro: Ty Dolla $ign] Ooh, yeah (Mafia!) Ooh, yeah