pesos (feat. CeeLo Green & T-Pain)
Live for the night, live for the lights
Hands in the air if you're throwin' dinero
We takin' flights, it's mile high tonight
Ain't worried 'bout a thing 'cause we're swimming in pesos, pesos
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (boop-boop)
We throwin' dinero (yeah)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (boop-boop)
We're swimming in pesos, pesos (yeah)
They say that happiness, that your money can't buy it (happiness, can't buy it)
Well, I'm still gonna try it
I've already got the yacht, someone's got to ride it (got to ride it)
A private jet, shit, someone's got to fly it
Oh, ven aqui, ven aqui, c'est la vie, c'est la vie
She drop the culo down on me while I was out in Miami
Oh, ven aqui, ven aqui, c'est la vie, c'est la vie
See we be balling in the beach and they can feel it in the streets
I said, oh, it's okay
Can't take it with you anyway
Live it like it's your last day
What else is there to say?
Live for the night, live for the lights
Hands in the air if you're throwin' dinero
We takin' flights, it's mile high tonight
Ain't worry 'bout a thing 'cause we're swimming in pesos, pesos
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (boop-boop)
We throwin' dinero (yeah)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (hmm, oh yeah, boop-boop, woo, Pizzle, let's do it)
We're swimming in pesos, pesos (yeah)
I got a thing for paper planes, ooh, look at 'em fly (ooh)
She climb up the pole and snatch them things right out of the sky
She slide back down with a smile on her face (yeah)
You won't pay now then lay down
I'll throw a whole 'nother pile on your face (woo)
The style and the grace is cold, mink coat in the winter (uh)
If Teddy Pain is on the list, you gotta know it's a winner
Them twenty twins will let you know I'm a sinner
It's like every time I eat, I make 'em sick, I'm having Covid for dinner (damn)
They say, "Como" (they say, "Como")
Shawty working and twerking pro bono (pro bono)
I hit hit different, this one is just a promo
I got 20 chicks on the flight
I'm messing with them and this is the definition of live for the night
Live for the night, live for the lights
Hands in the air if you're throwin' dinero
We takin' flights, it's mile high tonight
Ain't worry 'bout a thing 'cause we're swimming in pesos, pesos
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (you killing 'em CeeLo, ha)
We throwin' dinero (you killing 'em Pain)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (let the country boy get at 'em real quick, yeah)
We're swimming in pesos, pesos (it's Jimmie)
Don't you ever worry about a thing, money ain't an issue
Catch a flight home, couple days 'cause I miss you
Country boy from the stick, just tryna live
Stacking bread for the wife and the kids
Ice on the wrist, ready to shine (uh, yeah)
Lift on my truck, ready to ride (uh)
I keep a can of Chew in my pocket
And still gonna stack peses for my momma (woo)
I said, oh, it's okay
Can't take it with you anyway
Live it like it's your last day
What else is there to say?
Live for the night, live for the lights
Hands in the air if you're throwin' dinero
We takin' flights, it's mile high tonight
Ain't worry 'bout a thing 'cause we're swimming in pesos, pesos
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
We throwin' dinero (we throwin', we throwin' it, it's been fun y'all)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (wanna give a shout out to my boys CeeLo Green and T-Pain)
We're swimming in pesos, pesos (we throwin', we throwin' it, leggo)
And I wanna thank y'all (woo)
For joinin' us (we throwin', we throwin' it)
From wherever you are in the world, baby
Life is short, baby
Buy the bag, haha, ha, haha
Haha, haha, ha, haha
Buy it, bruh
Go get that bag, bruh
Hands in the air if you're throwin' dinero
We takin' flights, it's mile high tonight
Ain't worried 'bout a thing 'cause we're swimming in pesos, pesos
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (boop-boop)
We throwin' dinero (yeah)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (boop-boop)
We're swimming in pesos, pesos (yeah)
They say that happiness, that your money can't buy it (happiness, can't buy it)
Well, I'm still gonna try it
I've already got the yacht, someone's got to ride it (got to ride it)
A private jet, shit, someone's got to fly it
Oh, ven aqui, ven aqui, c'est la vie, c'est la vie
She drop the culo down on me while I was out in Miami
Oh, ven aqui, ven aqui, c'est la vie, c'est la vie
See we be balling in the beach and they can feel it in the streets
I said, oh, it's okay
Can't take it with you anyway
Live it like it's your last day
What else is there to say?
Live for the night, live for the lights
Hands in the air if you're throwin' dinero
We takin' flights, it's mile high tonight
Ain't worry 'bout a thing 'cause we're swimming in pesos, pesos
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (boop-boop)
We throwin' dinero (yeah)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (hmm, oh yeah, boop-boop, woo, Pizzle, let's do it)
We're swimming in pesos, pesos (yeah)
I got a thing for paper planes, ooh, look at 'em fly (ooh)
She climb up the pole and snatch them things right out of the sky
She slide back down with a smile on her face (yeah)
You won't pay now then lay down
I'll throw a whole 'nother pile on your face (woo)
The style and the grace is cold, mink coat in the winter (uh)
If Teddy Pain is on the list, you gotta know it's a winner
Them twenty twins will let you know I'm a sinner
It's like every time I eat, I make 'em sick, I'm having Covid for dinner (damn)
They say, "Como" (they say, "Como")
Shawty working and twerking pro bono (pro bono)
I hit hit different, this one is just a promo
I got 20 chicks on the flight
I'm messing with them and this is the definition of live for the night
Live for the night, live for the lights
Hands in the air if you're throwin' dinero
We takin' flights, it's mile high tonight
Ain't worry 'bout a thing 'cause we're swimming in pesos, pesos
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (you killing 'em CeeLo, ha)
We throwin' dinero (you killing 'em Pain)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (let the country boy get at 'em real quick, yeah)
We're swimming in pesos, pesos (it's Jimmie)
Don't you ever worry about a thing, money ain't an issue
Catch a flight home, couple days 'cause I miss you
Country boy from the stick, just tryna live
Stacking bread for the wife and the kids
Ice on the wrist, ready to shine (uh, yeah)
Lift on my truck, ready to ride (uh)
I keep a can of Chew in my pocket
And still gonna stack peses for my momma (woo)
I said, oh, it's okay
Can't take it with you anyway
Live it like it's your last day
What else is there to say?
Live for the night, live for the lights
Hands in the air if you're throwin' dinero
We takin' flights, it's mile high tonight
Ain't worry 'bout a thing 'cause we're swimming in pesos, pesos
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
We throwin' dinero (we throwin', we throwin' it, it's been fun y'all)
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (wanna give a shout out to my boys CeeLo Green and T-Pain)
We're swimming in pesos, pesos (we throwin', we throwin' it, leggo)
And I wanna thank y'all (woo)
For joinin' us (we throwin', we throwin' it)
From wherever you are in the world, baby
Life is short, baby
Buy the bag, haha, ha, haha
Haha, haha, ha, haha
Buy it, bruh
Go get that bag, bruh
Credits
Writer(s): Yannique Delisle Barker, Jimmie Allen, Thomas Decarlo Callaway, Joseph Alonzo Bereal, Faheem Rasheed Najm, Christopher Doyle, Edward Martin, Vincent Anthony Venditto
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