Show Me the Money lyrics

[Intro: Ro$ama]
(Ha, let that sh*t ride, Tony)
600
TSABB, b*tch, had to let that b*tch roll
(Tony Coles)
I, I, I, I, IDuudIt

[Verse 1: Ro$ama]
I got weight in this water, I slide with the rod, just call me Ro$ama the fisher (With the pole)
Been had the answers to questions, I'm still throwin' sevens, I'm ballin', AI, I'm a 6ixer (I'm a 6ixer)
I could’ve slid with 4batz out the windows with Drac', but it's easier to tote the pistol (Ride)
Hid in the garden like SZA, I hate you, got twenty-somethin' bullets, these shots hit different (Bah)
600 Piece drippin' water (Drippin' water)
Had the block hot way before Dwayne Carter (It's hot)
Iceman watch, no Marvel (It's ice)
Greenhouse pocket I should be a gardener (A who?)
I got a leanin' disorder (To mud)
Tell the Mexican plug, "Meet me at the border" (At the who?)
I stuff the racks in a folder (In a folder), then whip up a baby, boy, Jody (Go)

[Chorus: Ro$ama]
Show me the money (That cash)
Ones, fives, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Show me the money (Uh)
I need the guala, dinero, chicken, lettuce, onions
Show me the money (Show)
Green paper that's worth whatever all of over country
Show me the money (n*gga, show me them racks)
n*gga, show me the money (n*gga, show me the pape')
Show me the money (That cash)
Ones, fives, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Show me the money (Uh)
I need the guala, dinero, chicken, lettuce, onions
Show me the money (Show)
Green paper that's worth whatever all of over country
Show me the money (n*gga, show me them racks)
n*gga, show me the money (n*gga, show me the pape')
[Verse 2: That Mexican OT]
Show me the mula, my gang be colder than the cooler
I ain't even tryna wait, so I f*ck her inside the Uber
Dive inside the pus*y, I felt like I was scuba
And the way she played with the balls, I thought she was hooper
Ain't sippin' Trey, don't make me call up on ol' 7
They gon' push up and show you a quicker way to get to Heaven (Brrt)
You can tell how I pour up inside the big, blue what I'm reppin'
Inside the GPS I got money for my directions
I'm high out my mind, b*tch, I look like a dummy, but I still be thumbin' money, I'm gone
Gon' empty his tummy, then wrap like a mummy
OT is so bad to the bone, b*tch, I know
I'm from the third coast, land of the pimps and hoes
Hit his ass with the flash and make him strike like a pose
Do him like a lil' kid, b*tch, I got your nose
Broad day, I hit a robbery, lookin' like I'm a crow
All black, fly-ass Mexican, lil' b*tch, I'm all that
I ain't f*ckin' with these boys 'cause I know they all rats
And if you ain’t call it pus*y, what the f*ck you call that?
Made his ass fall back, brrt

[Bridge: Ro$ama & That Mexican OT]
Man, OT, where you at, cuz?
Man, I'm in Paris, Texas right now, cuh
But I’m jumpin' in the Escalade, I'm on the way back to Bay City right now
[Chorus: Ro$ama]
Show me the money (That cash)
Ones, fives, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Show me the money (Uh)
I need the guala, dinero, chicken, lettuce, onions
Show me the money (Show)
Green paper that's worth whatever all of over country
Show me the money (n*gga, show me them racks)
n*gga, show me the money (n*gga, show me the pape')
Show me the money (That cash)
Ones, fives, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Show me the money (Uh)
I need the guala, dinero, chicken, lettuce, onions
Show me the money (Show)
Green paper that's worth whatever all of over country
Show me the money (n*gga, show me them racks)
n*gga, show me the money (n*gga, show me the pape')