Mansa Musa (feat. Dr. Dre & Cocoa Sarai)

Back on my bullshit
 I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch
 Even though I's the king, I stay hood rich
 Mansa Musa, gold jewelry
 Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, go two piece
 Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin'
 All they do is throw shots at the king, it's foolish
 It's Mansa Musa, power, move, bitch!
 Uh, my money, money
 Pocket so dummy
 That mean my money so sick
 I might just cough up a hunnid
 Rich gyal in me own time zone, fuck whoever
 Shit, you gotta love me
 Now if you owe me mine, better run it
 A hunnid miles nad runnin', yeah, I'm comin', still gunnin'
 Shit that we be on, you could hate it or love it
 And if I said it, then I meant it, muh fucker, who want it?
 Now I've been on some different shit lately
 Like I need to dumb it down for this hip hop scene
 Like I only come around for this type shit here
 If I have to bust around, it's on the hits, my dear
 Now what we gwan do with all these hits over here?
 Go up in smoke when I disappear, reappear
 Hah, I'm just bein' sincere
 Boss shit, how we do it?
 Crack music, top tier, nigga
 Shut it down, my nigga, chill
 We could see right through that bullshit
 You pussy, nigga, we could tell
 Better believe my product sell
 Made a billion off my bullshit and did it, nigga, high as hell
 Overachiever, nigga, I excel
 If my name is on this muh fucker
 Better believe the stock's up
 Professional winners around us
 Better fly, leave the buildin', levitatin' on you mother fucks
 Back on my bullshit
 I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch
 Even though I's the king, I stay hood rich
 Mansa Musa, gold jewelry
 Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, go two piece
 Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin'
 All they do is throw shots at the king, it's foolish
 It's Mansa Musa, power, move, bitch!
 Mummy wrap, double back, gimmie that
 Real rich niggas never advertise that
 Broke niggas always playin' rich, puttin' on an act
 Whoa, nigga, when your money grow
 Maybe we could chat
 But in the meantime, I remain streamlined
 Stuck in my ends if ever I'm in the decline
 I double my wins, now look how my whole team shine
 Hell no, blow out my dough, I'm tryna keep mine
 Nigga, fuck that snow up your nose, it's fuckin' ski time
 Ho-ho, call up the hoes, it's shoppin' spree time
 Don't nobody roll in a Rolls Royce where we from
 So I'm goin' stupid as soon as I get a lil' sum
 Dumb, they should have never gave you niggas money!
 Hey, watch your mouth boy
 You don't ball, boy
 You don' maxin' out credit cards, boy
 I'ma cash cow, you a hog wart
 Tell you anything, you would fall for it
 Get the piece, you don't really want war
 Why the mean mug? That's uncalled for
 Now I'm back on my bullshit
 I got some money to blow, I'm lookin' good, bitch
 Even as the king, I stay hood rich
 Mansa Musa, gold jewelry
 Ooh, what'chu talkin' 'bout? Shit, go two piece
 Every day is Christmas, Santa got his roof missin'
 All they do is throw shots at the king, it's foolish
 It's Mansa Musa, power, move, bitch!