It's a Dramani beat Yeah, pot the music up
You understand me? Y.M., C.M.B.
C4, let's go, Young, Yeah, uh I got some money on me, I'm 'bout to k** these hoes
I don't be politicking, I'm not political
f** you talkin' 'bout, b**h, I'm Kenneth Cole
My goons masked up, Rey Mysterio b**h, eat somethin' I don't like skinny hoes
I hit her from the back, she on her tippie toes
I smoke that Green Day, I'm on my Billie Joel
I'm a dog, b**h, B-I-N-G-O I'm a rich a** n***a, you b**h a** n***a
I'm from the school of hard knocks, you skip cla**, n***a
Tell her bust that p**y open, bend it over, bring it back
Get some brain out that hoe and call that hoe a Brainiac I got some money on me, I'm 'bout to k** these hoes
I got some money on me, I'm 'bout to k** these hoes
f** you talkin' 'bout? b**h I'm Kenny Cole
I'm a dog, b**h, B-I-N-G-O Every bad b**h love me, I'm Young Money
Tell 'em pop that p**y for me, pop that p**y for me
And my n***as got the guns, they aimin' at ya skully
Tell 'em pop that p**y for me, pop that p**y for me Uptown gangster life
Made man, 5 Star, n***a
Ya understand me, give a hundred
And hundreds, one hundred Yeah, if you a bad b**h, say, "f** them other hoes"
I'm in my lane, b**h, you a gutter bowl
Boogers in the watch, it got a runny nose
I like a pink p**y just like a bunny nose And we are Young Money, The Untouchables
I hit her from the back, I make her touch her toes
I'm on that drink, baby, I think I'm comatose
I'm feelin' real good, Stevie Wonder-ful And e'rybody with me strapped, tell them hoes adapt
Shoot 'em in his head, he dead before he collapse
Young Money we the crap, no salary cap
Money talks, b**h, and mine's yap, yap, yap I got some money on me, I'm 'bout to k** these hoes
I got some money on me, I'm 'bout to k** these hoes
If you a bad b**h, say, "f** them other hoes"
I'm feelin' real good, Stevie Wonder-ful And we don't talk about it, we do, it do it, n***a
sh** can get ugly, Patrick Ewing, n***a
Them n***as can't see me but I see through them n***as
And f** the police on or off duty, n***a Yeah, Young Money gunners
Cash Money Mobsters
Hittin' shots, one up top
Top flo' I'm on some other sh**, I'm stuntin' on them hoes
b**h, I'm smokin' pot like I'm on a stove
I'm in this b**h pitch, I'm so Holly Grove
Them hoes treasure me like a pot of gold Boy, you thin crust, f**in' Dominos
I'm laughin' to the bank, this sh** is comical
We do it real big, astronomical
I make her fall for me, b**h, Geronimo Now get it poppin' for a n***a, show me what you're workin' with
I'm fly as a motherf**er b**h, no turbulence
Please know my n***as got them pistols for emergencies
I'm lookin' for a head, doctor for some brain surgery Some money on me, I'm 'bout to k** these hoes
I got some money on me, I'm 'bout to k** these hoes
I'm laughin' to the bank, this sh** is comical
I make her fall for me, b**h, Geronimo Fifty shots in the chopper, break 'em off proper
You n***as can't see me, f** yo' binoculars
I'ma coconut Ciroc'er, a beast like Chewbacca
I'm runnin' this sh**, I don't even need blockers, uh huh Priceless, fresh off an island
Hundred mill, b**h we the business
5 Star gangsta, moolah crazy I got some money on me, I'm 'bout to k** these hoes
I got some money on me, I'm 'bout to k** these hoes