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[Intro]I said, make them say[Hook: Richie with a T]Oh my god! (Hey!)I ain't done shit, all my life (Hey!)I'm about to spend four, 'bout five (Hey!)I'm about to spend all this moneyOh my god! (Hey!)I ain't done shit, all my life (Hey!)I'm about to spend four, 'bout five (Hey!)I'm about to spend all this money[Verse 1: Richie with a T]Yeah, I'm about to break a whole check, yeahIn my 'Melo jersey, no gold, no beck, yeahI ain't got much but I'll make a nigga fresh, yeahWe the indie Puffy spend the budget on the set, yeahYeah, spend it all on the video, riding in the slingshotDowntown pretty though, tell me when to goJust bumpin' on the radioTell me when you're going to the mallI'm trying to spend it, bro[Verse 2: Steppa J. Groggs]Yeah, guess they rightNever should've gave y'all niggas moneyGot fat 'cause there used to be nothing in my tummyGot my foot up in the door and all my niggas comingAnd Parker so smart that he got y'all all dummyWas pretty bad before, now I'm just recklessApple Ciroc for dinner, lunch and breakfastYou know how it goes, if you got it, better spend itAnd if you ain't got it, I suggest you go and get it[Hook: Richie with a T]Oh my god! (Hey!)I ain't done shit, all my life (Hey!)I'm about to spend four, 'bout five (Hey!)I'm about to spend all this moneyOh my god! (Hey!)I ain't done shit, all my life (Hey!)I'm about to spend four, 'bout five (Hey!)I'm about to spend all this money[Verse 3: Steppa J. Groggs]Yeah, pretty motherfucker, better go and smile for the cameraMight stash a little, I ain't going out like HammerCan't spare to save my life but getting money from my GrandmaThe boy so charming, I get it from my grammarNow I ain't got a lot, but it's more than a little bitSame old Groggs, I ain't out here getting ignorantBut I'd be lying though if I said I'm not belligerentI guess that's just the life when you're out here killing shit[Verse 4: Richie with a T]Yeah, yeah, I'm out here killing shit, massacre, killing shitMaybe not a little bit, okay, not even a little bitYou get it? Yeah? A little bit, okay, I'm sounding ignorantSpent my last 50 cents out my fucking piggy bankThey ain't got no veggies shit on the dollar menu manNow a nigga hungry but my 'fit is on Pootie TangYep, unruly man, 'fit is on Pootie TangGraduated from Cooley man nigga gone do his thing(I'm nice as fuck!)[Hook: Richie with a T]Oh my god! (Hey!)I ain't done shit, all my life (Hey!)I'm about to spend four, 'bout five (Hey!)I'm about to spend all this moneyOh my god! (Hey!)I ain't done shit, all my life (Hey!)I'm about to spend four, 'bout five (Hey!)I'm about to spend all this money[Outro: Richie with a T]Ay man, let me tell you something manI don't care if you only got$27 dollars in your paycheckGo ahead, take your ass to H&M or ZaraOr something get you a couple of shirtsJust don't get one of them motherfuckersWith the zippers on the sideI don't even know who's idea it was to put a zipper on the sideLike what... what you 'gone?I don't even know what the fuck I'm saying