Pharrell Williams - New Money lyrics

[Hook] Thinkin' 'bout the throne While I'm in the sittin' chair And I don't know when I'll get there It's alright, it's alright It's alright, just know I'm headin' for that Big red bone is 'bout to bring the crown I'm at the top floor and I can't come down Now that's tight, yeah that's tight [Verse 1] Now let me tell you what I think is dope How I get paid checks just to say what I want Also got plenty of different chicks that I kick it with And we be kissin' and holdin' hands Smashin' and crash through clothes Never flew first, but I have flew coach Never got caught, but I have been close And I never been rich, but I have been broke And it's sad when you pull into the club with your shawty Knowin' I just took her, so glossy All I gotta do to get her to go naughty Is walk into the booth and then they can go potty Damn and I run this thang like a stampede So much smoke, that a n***a can't breathe All ya girlfriends still tryin' to date me I'm red lobster, you're shrimp scampi, and I Gotta tell ya somethin', hope it don't discourage y'all It's my first act, and your crowd is clappin' for curtain call Step through my mind, and I promise that you gon' be surprised We're more alike than you realize, and I'm [Hook] Thinkin' 'bout the throne While I'm in the sittin' chair And I don't know when I'll get there It's alright, it's alright It's alright, just know I'm headin' for that Big red bone is 'bout to bring the crown I'm at the top floor and I can't come down Now that's tight, yeah that's tight [Verse 2] And as soon as I came in That's when new women start actin' all Turnt up off that alcohol We about to have a ball Hoes on their toes cause they know I'm G'd up And Pharrell's seen close, so I'm BBC'd up Turn on ya TV's and you probably see us And a lot of people think do you double these silks Shucks, maybe I should let it go or Quit racin' and turn applications into the Home Depot (naw) That'll never happen, no it can't be Workin' at a farm, sorry it ain't me Besides I'm out here doin' my thing And I proceed like, "n***a, what's a Plan B?" And them other n***as so sloppy Plus they really mean to new n***as, so co*ky Look at magazines, and them n***as go copy I'm only a teen, and I know that they won't stop me All because I'm in the zone Sittin' in church while I'm thinkin' 'bout thrones Convertin' them thoughts 'til they turn into songs I am dog, throw me a bone [Hook] Thinkin' 'bout the throne While I'm in the sittin' chair And I don't know when I'll get there It's alright, it's alright It's alright, just know I'm headin' for that Big red bone is 'bout to bring the crown I'm at the top floor and I can't come down Now that's tight, yeah that's tight [Outro]