Below, you will find the lyrics for 777 by Bruno Mars.
Blow the dice for me
Put your pretty-ass lips together
Blow it real nice for me
Yeah, I'm tryna hit a lick
And slide to the dealership in the mornin'
Poppa need a brand new foreign
hot hand, they not gonna believe me
But check the recordin'
Ooh, just touched down up a few thou'
Big booty hoes with me in the penthouse
Bar full of liquor cash for the strippers
It gonna get weird tonight, so no pictures
Pretty motherfucker with some money to blow
I'm 'bout to buy Las Vegas after this roll
I'm 'bout to buy Las Vegas after this roll
Come on, seven, seven, seven, let's go
Yes Lawd
Ayy, now we makin' money, now we makin' money
Now we makin' money
Spin the wheel for me
Blackjack, baccarat
Dealer where you at? Deal for me
give me the chips, give me the chips
Give it some magic, go all in
I can see the champagne fallin'
I got bills to pay, but bills can wait
fuck it, we ballin'
Stacks on stacks racks on racks
Moonwalk to the money like I'm Mike Jack'
Yes, I'm faded pupil's dilated
But the man in the mirror saying, 'Gon' get your paper'
Pretty motherfucker with some money to blow
I'm 'bout to buy Las Vegas after this roll
I'm 'bout to buy Las Vegas after this roll
Come on, seven, seven, seven, let's go
my God
Silk Sonic
This the big one
You gotta trust your gut
Can you feel it?
Ooh this the big one
You gotta trust your gut
Can you feel it?
Pretty motherfucker with some money to blow
I'm 'bout to buy Las Vegas after this roll
I'm 'bout to buy Las Vegas after this roll
Come on, seven seven seven, let's go
Ah-ha
Seven seven seven, let's go
they can't deal with me, I swear to God
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.