You Ain't Know Lyrics

I got a lot of loot and I ain't lookin' for a lady
And you can never play me,
I'm from Uptown, baby.
I wake up in the mornin' take a piss and wash my hands
Take a knee and thank the Man then get back to the money.
You ain't know,
I gotta go,
Where ya goin'?
I gotta get back to the money.
You ain't know,
I gotta go,
Where ya goin'?
I gotta get back to the money.
You ain't know,
I gotta go,
Where ya goin'?
I gotta get back to the money.
You ain't know,
I gotta go
Where ya goin'?
I gotta get back to the money.
To the money

Brush the platinum grab the straps, homie, make it happen
Comin' through my neighborhood with 4's on the Caddy
Limo tints out the pound and Uptown crackin'
Red bandanna duckin' feds and the money stacking.
Rest in peace to Miss Gladys like e'eryday
We on the grind for the shine and we gon' get paid
Spent a mill' on the wheels custom wit' the navi'
2 of the same whips we doin' it big livin' lavish.

This is a Scott Storch and I'm a hot torch
And gettin' money is my sport
And understand the rap game is my court
So I shall walk and come forth like a Rockport
Or some sort of matchin' slippers or yacht shoes
See I don't cruise control I control the cruise
Yes... I gets throat on a boat
And I vow to never fall like soap on a rope and
I got a lot of loot and I ain't lookin' for a lady
And you can never pay me I'm from Uptown baby
I wake up in the mornin' take a piss and wash my hands
Take a knee and thank the Man then get back to the money.