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