Ooh, can I be real with you?
I can′t look past some of the things you do
You don't do laundry, you just buy new clothes
You′re hatin' on me 'cause my socks have holes
You′ve got ten pairs of Gucci shoes
But eight of them don′t leave your room
You don't ask questions, don′t negotiate
Got so much money you can throw away
But you constantly come off like
You haven't worked a single day
I wanna crash your jet
Right into your brand new Corvette
When you bring your Louis bag
To the YMCA
Just so you know, no matter how rich I get
(How rich I get)
I′d never talk to a dog the way
You talk to your private chef
What's it cost to have some respect?
Guess money can′t buy you common sense
As if that's even in your list of expenses
You don't do laundry, you just buy new clothes
You′re hatin′ on me 'cause my socks have holes
You′ve got ten pairs of Gucci shoes
But eight of them don't leave your room
You don′t ask questions, don't negotiate
Got so much money you can throw away
But you constantly come off like
You never worked a single day
Ooh-ooh, whoa-oh
Ooh-ooh, whoa-oh
