Presidential

Lyrics

Get Money! Get Money!
 Girl I think you're special
 Strictly presidential
 You know the crib on the water now
 The Maybach stay watered down
 Project niggas giving orders now
 The gold presidential just to sport around
 I'm from the era of fitted caps and rental cars
 Dope pushers with ambition and pretty broads
 Walking on Jewish marble, hand painted the ceiling
 Happy Hanukkah nigga, it's a wonderful feeling
 Got my seats on the wood, playas giving me dap
 Lyor like how I move, Warner right in my lap
 I made a few mils, ain't mentioning Meek
 Went and bought a new crib the weekend Wale released
 Bitches, they keep coming, Bilie Jean thumping
 I need to hear the trumpets, meaning machine gunning
 I ain't missing nothing, got her sipping something
 I could ship her something, you know that December coming
 Girls and green is all you need
 When you're a star baby, a star babe
 We all dream of royalty
 But that's who we are baby
 All I ever need is girls and green
 They see me leaning in some new shit
 Now it's gold presidentials for the crew shit
 Threesomes, weed crumbs on the cruise ship
 I'm a boss have you ass on a news clip
 She a dime but she gotta be a cool bitch
 Pony tail, red nails, still in school bitch
 Needed some cash so she asked me could she move shit
 Not a chance, whips got her talking foolish
 I was skipping the classes, but I got me a master
 I was gifted at math, always counted the fastest
 Fishscale made me major profit margins
 I'm a profit stuffing my pockets, you niggas starving
 Lord forgive me for my sins, I'm with this pretty bitch
 80 grand, rubber band for some silly shit
 She on that Alexander Wang
 Gold presidential Venus when I change the game
 Girls and green is all you need
 When you're a star baby, a star babe
 We all dream of royalty
 But that's who we are baby
 All I ever need is girls and green
 She wanna roll with a winner now
 So I let her roll with the windows down
 My nigga's up the road come and get it now
 60-40 know we split it up the middle now
 Shawty's said the word, I was talking that talk
 Maybe link up New York, that's awesome as fuck
 I never been in love until I heard a beat
 She never met a G until she heard of me
 3rd floor projects, feel my point of view
 Everything is number 2, that's when it come to you
 Isabel Marant sneakers 'til the summer through
 Fuck you on a yacht is what I wanna do
 Baby girl got that wet wet
 I repeat: wet wet
 I'm the boss and I'm on that
 White T, gold Rolex
 Girls and green is all you need
 When you're a star baby, a star babe
 We all dream of royalty
 But that's who we are baby
 All I ever need is girls and green
 Her shoe game remarkable
 I feel solely responsible
 I feel solely responsible
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:09
Key
2
Tempo
164 BPM

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