Featuring: Project Pat Yung Joc OJ da Juiceman Three 6 Mafia
Songwriter: DJ Paul Juicy J Project Pat Yung Joc OJ da Juiceman Gucci Mane
Producer: Drumma Boy
[Intro: Gucci Mane & DJ Paul]
Yweah... BURRR... huh.. Yeeah
Gucci Mane, Hypnotized Minds, remix remix boy
[Bridge: x8]
Never too much
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Three.. Three 6 Mafia
I went to L.A., shit freaked me out
Came back the next week nigga, bought me a house
And I still representing living in the south
So nigga get that Hollywood shit out your mouth
Cause if you had it like me, you would do it like me
Ronald Ross, fuck hoes, blow blow like me
Paparazzi, most wanted, TMZ like me
Reality TV show like me, about me!
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
I'm trying to get me a couple millions
Or a billion
Stunting on you haters with my gold face grilling
Juicy J the man, [?]
In your neighbourhood, with a fine ass brazilian
Got the drug money mane, so I gotta spend it
Fli-Flip that, get it back, I'm open for your business
Drumma Boy, Memphis Tenn, yeah we in the building
Trying to stack this cheese real high to the ceiling
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I can't stop, I won't stop
I keep getting money
Never too much, never too much money
I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting
Never too much, never too much money
I can't stop, I won't stop
I keep getting money
Never too much, never too much money
I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting
Never too much, never too much money
[Verse 3: Project Pat]
Yeah, It's your boy Project Pat'a
The game will never quit, black guns they go click clack
15 pounds of Cali Purp, can you flip that?
Yeah her booty real fat, nigga wanna stick that
25 stacks, make it rain, can you tip that?
Loui's on my face, and a pair on my feet-on
Wolf dogs on the streets, lambs that get eat on
Don't pay your bills, and you end up in the street man
Dumb niggas don't care, living for the week'ond
Green candy, chrome rims, hoes started speak-on
Big booty mix brah, brains like a [?]
Benjam'ans in rubber bands what I'm seek-on
Rolls and Rosé, watch her coochie get to leak-on
[Verse 4: Yung Joc]
I just can't get enough, just can't get enough
Hundred racks around the corner, gotta go and pick them up
Duffel bag, duffel bag, I can't get enough of that
Maserati look like [?], tryna fuck with that
I gotta have it, I'm a stone cool addict
For mathematics I take the money, flip it then i stack it
Split the swisher then pack it, Gucci say he gonna match it
Got a Brightling on the wrist, so I bought a Bently to match it
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I can't stop, I won't stop
I keep getting money
Never too much, never too much money
I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting
Never too much, never too much money
I can't stop, I won't stop
I keep getting money
Never too much, never too much money
I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting
Never too much, never too much money
[Verse 5: OJ Da Juiceman]
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Money money money, Juice get hundreds
Busting 50 bricks, goddamn Juice stunting
Boulder Crest working, Sun Valley running
Real D-Boy dog, ain't no fronting
Gold grill dog [?]
Di-Di-A-Diamond, flexing all the money
Pinky ring 20, Juice get money
Alligator door, man we shrimp on the sunday
Bubble Kush and Irish Kush and Juice stay blowing
With stupid friuty diamond all in my jaw
Working 6 celphones, Juice got a bond
Never too much, never too much awwww
[Bridge: x8]
Never too much
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
[Verse 6: Gucci Mane]
Haaah
I make it rain on Rihanna
Rain so much she had to get an umbrella
Need a Beyonce to drank what I drank
If you freaky like Lil Kim, then you think like I think, haaah!
Do you see what I see?
Tell BET Rocsi need to get mean
Swagger through the club, looking just like money
My little boy one, but his shoes $400, Gucci!
With tax, better yet, $450
Gucci all red, so he's shitting on the infants
He shitting on the infants, Gucci all red, man these shoes $450
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I can't stop, I won't stop
I keep getting money
Never too much, never too much money
I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting
Never too much, never too much money
I can't stop, I won't stop
I keep getting money
Never too much, never too much money
I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting
Never too much, never too much money
[Drumma Boy]
Dru-dru-dru-dru-dru-
Drum Squad
Yweah... BURRR... huh.. Yeeah
Gucci Mane, Hypnotized Minds, remix remix boy
[Bridge: x8]
Never too much
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Three.. Three 6 Mafia
I went to L.A., shit freaked me out
Came back the next week nigga, bought me a house
And I still representing living in the south
So nigga get that Hollywood shit out your mouth
Cause if you had it like me, you would do it like me
Ronald Ross, fuck hoes, blow blow like me
Paparazzi, most wanted, TMZ like me
Reality TV show like me, about me!
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
I'm trying to get me a couple millions
Or a billion
Stunting on you haters with my gold face grilling
Juicy J the man, [?]
In your neighbourhood, with a fine ass brazilian
Got the drug money mane, so I gotta spend it
Fli-Flip that, get it back, I'm open for your business
Drumma Boy, Memphis Tenn, yeah we in the building
Trying to stack this cheese real high to the ceiling
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I can't stop, I won't stop
I keep getting money
Never too much, never too much money
I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting
Never too much, never too much money
I can't stop, I won't stop
I keep getting money
Never too much, never too much money
I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting
Never too much, never too much money
[Verse 3: Project Pat]
Yeah, It's your boy Project Pat'a
The game will never quit, black guns they go click clack
15 pounds of Cali Purp, can you flip that?
Yeah her booty real fat, nigga wanna stick that
25 stacks, make it rain, can you tip that?
Loui's on my face, and a pair on my feet-on
Wolf dogs on the streets, lambs that get eat on
Don't pay your bills, and you end up in the street man
Dumb niggas don't care, living for the week'ond
Green candy, chrome rims, hoes started speak-on
Big booty mix brah, brains like a [?]
Benjam'ans in rubber bands what I'm seek-on
Rolls and Rosé, watch her coochie get to leak-on
[Verse 4: Yung Joc]
I just can't get enough, just can't get enough
Hundred racks around the corner, gotta go and pick them up
Duffel bag, duffel bag, I can't get enough of that
Maserati look like [?], tryna fuck with that
I gotta have it, I'm a stone cool addict
For mathematics I take the money, flip it then i stack it
Split the swisher then pack it, Gucci say he gonna match it
Got a Brightling on the wrist, so I bought a Bently to match it
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I can't stop, I won't stop
I keep getting money
Never too much, never too much money
I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting
Never too much, never too much money
I can't stop, I won't stop
I keep getting money
Never too much, never too much money
I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting
Never too much, never too much money
[Verse 5: OJ Da Juiceman]
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Money money money, Juice get hundreds
Busting 50 bricks, goddamn Juice stunting
Boulder Crest working, Sun Valley running
Real D-Boy dog, ain't no fronting
Gold grill dog [?]
Di-Di-A-Diamond, flexing all the money
Pinky ring 20, Juice get money
Alligator door, man we shrimp on the sunday
Bubble Kush and Irish Kush and Juice stay blowing
With stupid friuty diamond all in my jaw
Working 6 celphones, Juice got a bond
Never too much, never too much awwww
[Bridge: x8]
Never too much
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
[Verse 6: Gucci Mane]
Haaah
I make it rain on Rihanna
Rain so much she had to get an umbrella
Need a Beyonce to drank what I drank
If you freaky like Lil Kim, then you think like I think, haaah!
Do you see what I see?
Tell BET Rocsi need to get mean
Swagger through the club, looking just like money
My little boy one, but his shoes $400, Gucci!
With tax, better yet, $450
Gucci all red, so he's shitting on the infants
He shitting on the infants, Gucci all red, man these shoes $450
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I can't stop, I won't stop
I keep getting money
Never too much, never too much money
I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting
Never too much, never too much money
I can't stop, I won't stop
I keep getting money
Never too much, never too much money
I woke up balling, I went to sleep stunting
Never too much, never too much money
[Drumma Boy]
Dru-dru-dru-dru-dru-
Drum Squad