Ooh, can I be real with you?

I can′t look past some of the things you do

You don't do laundry, you just buy new clothes

You′re hatin' on me 'cause my socks have holes

You′ve got ten pairs of Gucci shoes

But eight of them don′t leave your room

You don't ask questions, don′t negotiate

Got so much money you can throw away

But you constantly come off like

You haven't worked a single day

I wanna crash your jet

Right into your brand new Corvette

When you bring your Louis bag

To the YMCA

Just so you know, no matter how rich I get

(How rich I get)

I′d never talk to a dog the way

You talk to your private chef

What's it cost to have some respect?

Guess money can′t buy you common sense

As if that's even in your list of expenses

You don't do laundry, you just buy new clothes

You′re hatin′ on me 'cause my socks have holes

You′ve got ten pairs of Gucci shoes

But eight of them don't leave your room

You don′t ask questions, don't negotiate

Got so much money you can throw away

But you constantly come off like

You never worked a single day

Ooh-ooh, whoa-oh

Ooh-ooh, whoa-oh