On Me

I just wake up and get my day started like this here
This how I do this sh*t fool
All this money got these b*tches on me, on me, on me
They like fleas, I cant get em off me, off me, off me
Diamonds on me flash like paparazzi, razzi, razzi
Million dollar man, Ted DiBiase, ase, ase
In the club posted with my homies, homies , homies
Check on me just like Michael Conley, Conley, Conley
If I sneeze they might catch a homi, homi, homi
Too much drank and weed
I feel like a zombie, zombie, zombie
My car aint got no key, you got to push start it
Pull up in a foreign and valet park it
Im somewhere in Memphis at a day party
Security trippin at the door, we had to Bogard it
Boy your swag on fufu like the free market
I been doin this sauce sh*t since Ed Hardy
He froze up in the action, he a choke artist
My n* gga dem dont miss sh*t, they scope artists
I need a b*tch like Kash Doll, a black barbie
If this rap sh*t today, on Black Im back robbin
All these narcotics Im takin got my head naughty
She eatin the d*ck while bumpin me
I got her head nodding
All this money got these b*tches on me, on me, on me
They like fleas, I cant get em off me, off me, off me
Diamonds on me flash like paparazzi, razzi, razzi
Million dollar man, Ted DiBiase, ase, ase
In the club posted with my homies, homies , homies
Check on me just like Michael Conley, Conley, Conley
If I sneeze they might catch a homi, homi, homi
Too much drank and weed
I feel like a zombie, zombie, zombie
My homies gangster, uh-huh
Im talkin dangerous, uh-huh
They dont post no f*ckin pictures of no bangers, uh-huh
They wont go to court and point no f*ckin fingers, uh-huh
In the trenches with em
Dont give a f *ck cause Im famous, uh-huh
Drop him where he stand, burn him like a tan
They gon do it for me, just on my command
Shawty thick as f*ck, I wanna get in her pants
She got a man but tonight he aint in her plans
Let me show you why the call me MoneyBagg
Hundred K large in a Gucci duffle
I got a real check on me
Pockets I stuff em, hope I dont bust em
Saint Laurents when I walk
You aint got these cause these here custom
Hittin your b*tch from the back on the dresser last night
I f*cked around scuffed em, damn
All this money got these b*tches on me, on me, on me
They like fleas, I cant get em off me, off me, off me
Diamonds on me flash like paparazzi, razzi, razzi
Million dollar man, Ted DiBiase, ase, ase
In the club posted with my homies, homies, homies
Check on me just like Michael Conley, Conley, Conley
If I sneeze they might catch a homi, homi, homi
Too much drank and weed
I feel like a zombie, zombie, zombie