The Finer Things

[Intro]
I'm tryna...
Shit, I'm boutta get on a plane now
No
That's right, call me
Call me, I'mma do lunch
You know...
Know what they say

[Hook]
You know they say
That the finest things in life is free (I work for me, n***a, what?)
Time for you to cough it up—Don't you owe me? What the fuck...
I know one thing, though; you better (Pay me) Bitch
You know they say
That the finest things in life is free (I spend it up, save it up)
Double up, triple up, then leave the casino, but
I know one thing, though; you better (Pay me) Bitch

[Verse 1]
I like (Like) Shit, like Cartier
I like big girls—(What the fuck you just say?!)
I like big girls (Hah...) But not that big
Don't want no pig, yo, 'cause I'm only five-foot-nine as it is
Super 3, gettin' money, LA, ATL connect, got a new jet, no lookin' back
At the club, girl, I douse you with champagne, then we [?] you
Imagining me on top of the world, eatin' caviar from spoons made from mother-of-pearls

[Hook]
You know they say
That the finest things in life is free (I work for me, n***a, what?)
Time for you to cough it up—Don't you owe me? What the fuck...
I know one thing, though; you better (Pay me) Bitch
You know they say
That the finest things in life is free (I spend it up, save it up)
Double up, triple up, then leave the casino, but
I know one thing, though; you better (Pay me) Bitch

[Verse 2]
I'm all business like a Blackberry, keep my girl in Burberry
Smellin' like some strawberries, get us out to France on a ferry
...'Cause I want all the finest things in this life
Smell good, dress nice, got a kid, maybe a wife
Jetsettin', money gettin', and I got five whips
And hangin' with my homies, doin' acid trips
Now it's all about the shawty with the sexy lips
And the [?] automatics with [?] clips

[Outro]
(Oooh!) Pay me, bitch
(Oooh!) Pay me, bitch