[Intro]

Lil Bitch, Money .. Money. I've been working too hard

Finally Famous in this

[Hook]

Baby do what you got to do, do what you got to do

Do what you got to do, Baby do what you got to do

For the shit that you gotta have, you gotta have that shit

Do what you gotta do, for the shit that you gotta have

We out here, grinding, shining

If I is not getting paper bitch I'm dying

If I is not getting paper bitch I'm dying

Do what you got to do, what you got to do [x4]

[Verse 1: Big Sean]

Pop, pop, pop, pop that, whoa

Do everything except stop that, Hold up

All of that ass I can grab it

You might as well be a fat bitch

Boy I'm 'bout it,' bout it, getting sloppy toppy

While I'm rolling kamikaze

Skeet, skeet, swear I made the pussy fire hydrant

She up and down the pole, like she, like she fire fighting

Bitch I'm finally famous, I do, I do what I want

The money, money, sex, money in the air, with an aroma

Swear I got her head banging, banging, might be in a coma

Walk up to the baddest bitch and tell her that I own her

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Tyga]

T killer, big game, gorilla

I'm the one, pull up, like Billups

Two hoes, score them like a f***ing fillup

Asian bitches, Wu Tang give them rhythm

Oh really, milli vanilla, faking with me

Bet she lift that ass up high like she hit a wheelie

In the club, be in the back like

Niggas pretending to be me, and that shit do not offend me

I'm about my business and this bitch is temporary

I do not give them love, try February

Money committed, swear this shit be married

I get that cake, cake, cake, then I pop a cherry

[Hook]