it, bring it, bring it Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it Bring it,
IT! KICK IT! KICK IT! [Jay] Yo we gettin ready to break fool money [Butt] Uhhh.. can we have some money? Uh-huhuhuhuhuh [Beav] Yeah yeah eheh yeah! It
back on it 2003 Caddy with that burberry rag on it It's mink on the floor, the seats is ostrich What else can I say family we some mobsters This cash money
't knock me down like Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Don't talk about it, be about it, hey) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Don't talk about it, be about it, hey) Tell
about who ya with and whatever horse ya rolled in on Ya ain't finna take me outta my zone 'Cause I'ma stay getting my money on and be about me and mine
I ain't pissin' nobody If every rapper died, I wouldn't be missin' nobody 'Specially if it ain't Styles, 'Kiss or nobody Busta, Nore, Swizz or nobody If it ain't
bubble Came out the gate on some Flow Joe shit Fat nigga with the shotty was the logo kid! [Chorus: Fat Joe] Said my niggaz don't dance we just
fuck less about what the next nigga say 'Cause if money got this pussy then shit, I got to pay ya' heard All I do is think about fuckin' you Got me gone, pussy won't
show me the money and still educate the dummies It's all about me for you and you for me And playa if ya do for two we do for three You think it's '
dawn If I don't rap every night, I might lose a fan So even if I got the flu I got a mic in my hand And I haven't even spoke on the one night stands Yeah
young ladies (fat joe) Like I said this is dedicated to the hoes and bitches (kid capri) Speak on it man Verse 1-fat joe This ain't for the intelligent
crash dummy Ask money where the safe, anybody move gettin' laced Look at my face and I'ma shoot the place Aiyyo it's time to pay, and I ain't trying
the true story about Mackin Check it, times are changin' Talk about it, more so each year But the early mornin', stoned pimp is here, yeah So let it
I'll be home real soon, don't cry, it's iight [Chorus] I know it might seem like it's all good But this is what it's like in the hood I rep my set like
main event When his album ain't even last long, it came and went I'm like Gotti to him, I throw the shotty to him Niggaz don't want it with L, they like
ain't pissin' nobody But if every rapper died I wouldn't be missin' nobody 'Specially if it ain't styles, 'Kiss or nobody Busta, Nore, Swizz or nobody If it ain't
wallowed in That's the kind of thing that big fat lazy hogs do And it don't make money! Betrix! I won't tolerate no tying my telephone with other peoples
Ain't nothin' much to see No drinking allowed, we get a nice quiet crowd, plain as it can be It's just a piddly squatin' old time country place Ain't