In the Air

Money up, money up in the air
Fuck it up, fuck it up, I don’t care
Run it up til they know me everywhere
Hit the club, they just got to stop and stare

Hungry with a money appetite (Appetite)
Money got me going out my mind (Out my mind)
Shorty always hitting up my line (Up my line)
I told that bitch I just don’t got the time (Ooh)
Dreamy in the city on a wave (On a wave)
Money coming in like every day (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got all these racks up in my bank (In my bank)
Start fucking with the kid, you might get paid

Money up, money up in the air
Fuck it up, fuck it up, I don’t carе
Run it up til they know me evеrywhere
Hit the club, they just got to stop and stare

When I hit the club they stop and stare (Stop and stare)
All these bitches love it when I’m there (When I’m there)
I got so much money I can share (I can share)
All my haters saying it ain’t fair (Ooh)
This shit just don’t happen by a chance (Not by chance)
She love it when I pull up while she dance (While she dance)
All this money got them in a trance (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
My hater’s so damn broke, ain’t got no bands

Money up, money up in the air
Fuck it up, fuck it up, I don’t care
Run it up til they know me everywhere
Hit the club, they just got to stop and stare
Money up, money up in the air
Fuck it up, fuck it up, I don’t care
Run it up til they know me everywhere
Hit the club, they just got to stop and stare