Ace Hood - We On lyrics

Okay Uh, okay I walked in the party Mr. swag, so gnarly With a bad Spanish mammy betta ask somebody Yea that's my Maseratti, going ham no salami That's your chick if I like it then I'm straight bo guarding In the club where the bottles at, Rosay no Muscato They see me, models follow, a** clap, Aye, bravo I'll be why then my n***as see my j**els, they six figures f** your girl and her friend. I'm a dog. How'd you figure? Chillin' with my click and I puff that loud She don't wanna f**... then I tell a b**h bye, Heart so cold, why waste my time? Twenty on the wrist cause I like the shine f** you n***as who hate on mine Credit card will not declined Missionary no, not me, I like that p**y from behind b**h I'm balling every day, it's like somebody pressed rewind All my n***as came from nothing, mandatory that we shine Private plane and no complainin' if I happen to recline Same n***a that they doubted and I'm glad they don't remind Made a million off my hunger, that's just solely my reply Cause we da best, sh** ain't a lie Had to bring the money home I had to bring the money home Motherf**er, we on I had to bring the money home Motherf**er, we on I had to bring the money home Then I catch me in your city, with a clip the n***as with me Couple b**hes getting tipsy, celebrating cause we winning We on (we on) we on (we on) And we on (and we on) and we on (and we on) I go so hard, n***as already know Still in the club when they close at 4 Birthday girl gon drop it low Let's make a toast to never broke us We on (we on) we on (we on) And we on (and we on) and we on (on) Okay, now one for the money, Shorty two for the f** of it Pull up in some sh** that just might destroy all your confidence Meet a b**h and hit it quick and never know her government I been rocking Hermes and that H don't stand for hooligan High boy, I fly, high n***a, blast off You goof truth loose goose prove you ain't cutting soft We on, we on, way to keep on, bring on All these cases of that aces, bring them back to my oasis Taking shots after shots like I'm busting off that 44 Man, that ciroc, got me feeling like I overdosed Living with my n***as, celebrating, rocking hella gold Ring hella big, you would think I won the Super Bowl Yea, we in the building, why the f** you think it's super flow? Tell the DJ bring it back and show 'em what we really on All these women love me cause they know a youngun money long Mama told me get it so I had to bring the money home Had to bring the money home I had to bring the money home Motherf**er, we on I had to bring the money home Motherf**er, we on I had to bring the money home Then I catch me in your city, with a clip the n***as with me Couple b**hes getting tipsy, celebrating cause we winning We on (we on) we on (we on) And we on (and we on) and we on (and we on) I go so hard, n***as already know Still in the club when they close at 4 Birthday girl gon drop it low Let's make a toast to never broke us We on (we on) we on (we on) And we on (and we on) and we on (on)