Ugly
Ugly
Ugly
I take a look at the mirror
Got damn brother
You are fucking ugly
Monkey
No sweat
No worries
I make you a deal
We going to work harder
Than
Any mother flower out there
We are going to work 24/7
For our dreams
None stop
Ugly
Ugly
Just remember you’re not ugly
You’re just fucking poor
Poor, poor
Son of a bitch
Once we make to the top
Money start coming in
We become Rich
You will see
What time is it
What time is it.
All the pretty Ladies
That looks at you with
Disgusting looks
Now they will find you
Handsome
Desired
Attractive
Just remember
that no matter how you dress
You still a Monkey
But this time with lot of money in the bank
Now You got the looks
Of the Greek Gods
Bratt Pitt
Is a small fish
You are the Shark
You could have any girl
You Wish
Money Talks,
Bullshit walks
Now you are
amount the
Good looking man
Like
Michael Jordan
Papi Papi
Michael Jackson
50 Cent
Ugly but with money
You shine
Now you are no longer
Fucking Ugly
Fucking Ugly
Your the star in the room
You flashy
You got style
You have Cache
Cache
You are an Alfa
Macho
Now who is the fucking Ugly
Who is Ugly
Who is Ugly
Now, Now
You are a Playboy
You are a Papi Chulo
You are the Man
Now what time is it
Now what time is it
In the place to Be
In the place to be
I am Ugly
I am Ugly
Ugly
But with
Lotta Dope
Lotta Dope
Lotta Dope
Lotta Dope
[Final Chorus]