Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

This is song to tell you
That what you is, is what you got
And I'm here to say that I am the money
What you is
Is what you got
And I am the money
(Take a look, baby, he's the real ka-ching)

Lounging with my homies, Friday night scene (whoa)
The playstation's up on my 60-inch screen
McNuggets in the bag, Cristal's on tap
New toothbrush from Tiffany's (still in the bubble wrap)
Track lights are glowing like nuclear sciences
Sparkling all over my stainless steel appliances
I'm shining like Midas, I'm the king of ka-ching
Everything I touch goes bling, bling, bling (whoa)

My life is awesome
This beat is awesome
Robots are awesome
(Take a look, baby, he's the real ka-ching) and I'll say it again
My life is awesome (whoa)
This hook is awesome
Robots are awesome

Now I'm rolling in my Civvie with the pumped-up bass (whoa)
Blue lights glowing, the vipers on my face
We pass around the Chronic, we party all night
We start to get the munchies, so we stop for a bite
Cruise into the lot of the hard rock cafe
Here come the hotties, here come the valet
Front of the line, we don't need ID
Your usual table, sir? (In the VIP) (whoa)

My life is awesome
This beat is awesome
Robots are awesome
(Take a look, baby, he's the real ka-ching) and I'll say it again
My life is awesome (whoa)
Auto-tune is awesome

Zero, one, zero, one, zero, one, one
It's time to start the party, but there ain't no party here yet
So we have to take a ride in my brand new Learjet
Feeling homesick for my homies in the Ukraine
Landing in kyiv before we finish off the champagne
Roll to the club where the rich kids go
Them Eurotrash bitches all checking out my flow
All kinds of hotties, from all around the world
Then I feel this pair of eyes
And I see this girl
Shawt-ay