Juicy J – Watch Money Fall Lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J]
I stopped going to the strip club a long time ago, because, um, I just invite the bitches to my crib, yeah

[Refrain: Project Pat]
Ass and titties, ass and titties
Ass and titties, ass and titties
Ass and titties, ass and titties
Ass and titties, ass and titties

[Chorus: Juicy J]
NBA numbers (numbers) and I don't need a jumper (jumper)
10 racks nigga (nigga), I just blew a comma (comma)
And I got that shit back, I call that karma (karma)
I got these niggas hot just like the summer
Shawty throw that ass up, watch money fall (fall)
Watch money fall (fall)
Watch money fall (fall)
Shawty throw that ass up, watch money fall (fall)
Watch money fall (fall)
Watch money fall (fall)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
I got the hmmm, NBA numbers ain't no layin' up
So much money, you can count it, gotta weigh it up
You ain't got this kind of change, better save up
Iced out, championship rings, bitch you know what'ssup
Watch the cash jump out
You look like a Kardashian, you got ass like Kylie
You might even be finer, you know I'm a big tymer
You the baddest thing I done found inside a ace of diamonds
Make it flood in this hoe, autograph your boat
Rick James, I'm toasted, ain't no standing on sofas
She only understand dollar signs, can't holler at her, you broke
You know Juicy don't play around, my money long, jump ropes

[Interlude: Three 6 Mafia & Juicy J]
Mafia
Yeah Hoe

[Chorus: Juicy J]
NBA numbers (numbers) and I don't need a jumper (jumper)
10 racks nigga (nigga), I just blew a comma (comma)
And I got that shit back, I call that karma (karma)
I got these niggas hot just like the summer
Shawty throw that ass up, watch money fall (fall)
Watch money fall (fall)
Watch money fall (fall)
Shawty throw that ass up, watch money fall (fall)
Watch money fall (fall)
Watch money fall (fall)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
M-M-M-Maybach Music
Throw the money up, she watch the money fall
She know I wanna fuck, she say that's not a problem
This bitches booty big, she know my bank bigger
Bitch, my bank teller, might have some bank, nigga
I roll that cavy up, yes, that's a caviar
Blowin' smoke, I got it smellin' like the salad bar
No time for beefin' with these crab niggas
But that shit slap, gotta call a cab, nigga
I'm out in Bel-Air and I'm sipping Bel-Air
If it's less than seven figures, I could care less
Contract like I'm playin' for the Spurs, nigga
Lend a hoe a hunnit bands in her purse, nigga
M-M-M-Maybach Music

[Chorus: Juicy J]
NBA numbers (numbers) and I don't need a jumper (jumper)
10 racks nigga (nigga), I just blew a comma (comma)
And I got that shit back, I call that karma (karma)
I got these niggas hot just like the summer
Shawty throw that ass up, watch money fall (fall)
Watch money fall (fall)
Watch money fall (fall)
Shawty throw that ass up, watch money fall (fall)
Watch money fall (fall)
Watch money fall (fall)

[Refrain: Project Pat]
Ass and titties, ass and titties
Ass and titties, ass and titties
Ass and titties, ass and titties
Ass and titties, ass and titties

[Verse 3: Project Pat]
Tattoos on the booty, tattoos on her titties
Piercing on her nipples, hand on her kitty
Dancing, magic city, booty shaking battle
Bands in my hand, pet that ass like a pedal
So much beef on shawty ass like kettle
And she ride dick like strap in a saddle
Throw that bitch a bankroll, watch her whip a pistol
She don' scraped her whole rent check off the fizzo