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Pulled up slow, black paint wet
Chrome on the lip, make the whole block stare
I got girls in the back with the top pulled down
Big bank grin and a cold gray glare
Pocket full heavy, walk like that
Chain don’t swing, it clack, it clack
Hands on the wheel, one eye back
If you want the wave, better bring that cash
Big rims talk when I crawl through
New whip smell, but the vibe feel old
Every bad one here wanna hop in line
When the bass hit hard and the night stay bold
Count it up, count it up
Never enough, never enough
They see the shine, they want the cut
I say “come ride” and the doors go up
Sexy chicks and expensive cars
Sexy chicks and expensive cars
Lot of money, we go far
Lot of money, we go far
Sexy chicks and expensive cars
Sexy chicks and expensive cars
I don’t flex, I just show that proof
Gold on my wrist, got weight in the roof
One phone ring and the whole room move
One look from me and the whole crew groove
Red eyes low, but the grin stay mean
Mud on the tire, but the paint clean
Cash in the bag, make the table lean
Hush when I pass, got a boss routine
She like the way that the miles stack up
He like the way that the vault lock snug
Everybody here got a price, no doubt
Mine got a smile and a loud bass thud
Count it up, count it up
Never enough, never enough
They see the shine, they want the cut
I say “come ride” and the doors go up
Sexy chicks and expensive cars
Sexy chicks and expensive cars
Lot of money, we go far
Lot of money, we go far
Sexy chicks and expensive cars
Sexy chicks and expensive cars
Cut the lights, let the engine hum
One more round when the night say come
Hands up high when the trunk go dumb
Then we slide off clean when the beat breaks numb
Sexy chicks and expensive cars
Sexy chicks and expensive cars
Lot of money, we go far
Lot of money, we go far
Sexy chicks and expensive cars
Sexy chicks and expensive cars
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