That boy wanna party to the morning light-ight He want a body when he feelin' light, light I be up workin' till 4 in the mornin' He want me waitin' on him every night-ight-ight Even love, it got a ceiling Oh my God, I got a feeling I don't think that he see it See it, see, I don't think that he see it It's my money, money, money on the table now Shit was funny, funny, it ain't fuckin' funny now I need my money, money, money, talkin' to me loud I need my money, money, run me some or shut your mouth I need my money now I need my money now, now, now, now See it, see, I don't think that he see it I feel like I've done enough I feel like you've done enough I feel like you're done as fuck I feel like it's done as fuck I feel like you're runner up I feel like you run it up I feel like, to sum it up Your bill is 'bout big as fuck Big as fuck, big as fuck Big as fuck It's my money, money, money on the table now Shit was funny, funny, it ain't fuckin' funny now I need my money, money, money, talkin' to me loud I need my money, money, run me some or shut your mouth I need my money now I need my money now, now, now, now See it, see, I don't think that he see it I don't think you get it I don't think you see it You don't feel the rhythm And I got rhythm in my blood and in my bones and in my rage And in my tone and in my skin and in my soul and I am young And I am gold and I am sick of being told by bitch-made boys that I gotta simmer down I knock down doors, I stomp on floors, I stomp on yours, I don't give a fuck You put me in the red and I said what I said Let me sum it up, your bill as big as fuck