[Dame Dash + Parlae]
How rich y'all n***as wanna be? (Franchize!)
You wanna be a millionaire? (D-F-B...b**h!)
You wanna be a billionaire? (10 Ho!)
n***a you wanna be what I wanna be...(10 Ho!)
I wanna be a f**in trillionaire! (10 Ho)
[Hook]
I got them bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down....
[Dame Dash]
n***a I f**in hustle, n***a I get money!
I can get money doin anything!
I got them bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down....
[Dame Dash]
n***a I really do my thing
Kind of f**in hustlers are y'all?
[Buddie]
Yeah...
I'm posted in that tip (Tip)
And my homeboy home
Blew an ounce of that kush (Kush)
In my sean john jones
I got the mild for the low (Low)
From smokin plenty optimos
Tryna make a quick flip, like my patna Maceo
I'm shinin on my haters, signin deals so I'm a paaaa...
Twenty G's on the chain, and I'm still worth a couple blocks....
(all that man, I need a fo, a duece)
It started in that temp, flippin mid's by them O-Z's
[Pimpin']
On the hill wit that sh** from a custom border
Two gram, fifties, do the math for a quarter (For a Quarter??)
That's one, I fulfill n***a's order
What you n***a's wanna order?
06' Nino Brown, flip the temp into the carter
Rebirth! don't cut out my four-ways
I stash purp pounds, that's down for the drop days
And for my pay, I hit the trap when the sunrise
I break one down, and the rest goin for the high
[Hook]
I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down....
[Dame Dash]
Now see I like the sh** these n***as is talkin
Real hustla's recognize other real hustla's
That's why I'm f**in wit em, Hey!
I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down
[Dame Dash]
I got houses in different continents n***a!
n***a I did my trips in London, remember that?
f** is wrong wit ya'll?!?
[Jizzal Man]
I'm the boss of my own sh**, I'm the ruling general
Bricks lined up like, cars at a funeral
I'm working hard white, So I never twurk, touch and bust
My workers on the block, So the work ain't even gotta touch
My money come in stacks (Stacks)
And I know just how to get it man
A low profile, might be ridin a Honda Civic man
You'll never know it's me, but a n***a got the work holmes
I move it all day, think he clirpin on my chirp phone
Connects so sweet (Sweet)
And I'm dealin wit tha curribeans'
They come from cross the water, masked-taped to my europeans'
Supplyin', whole towns, little counters, in the projects
Tryna double my money up, leave the block, wit a profit
For you n***a's that like to pop (Pop)
You know I got them pills too
Getcha you a couple of splitters, have you spinnin like some wheels fool
This sh** don't stop, I move this work clockwise
I got my own bizness, I call this sh** tha Franchize!
[Hook]
I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down....
[Dame Dash + Jim Jones]
n***a's get a million dollars and think they gettin it? (Harlem!)
n***a I made my first million when I was a teenager (Dipset! Byrdgang..)
I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down....
[Jim Jones]
Ugh....Jones, Capo!
Dipset! Them n***a's know I'm bout this (ByrdGang!)
Spillin champagne, all over Vision's Couches (Ballin!)
Like f** it, tell alex keep the cris' rollin (Keep it Rollin!)
I'm gettin drunk blowin weed wit the pistols showin' (Watch Em!)
Spendin a couple K's up in Stroker's (Right...)
Flyin up Peachtree, racin in the roster's (The Fast Life!)
I'm so icy, and I think they like me (Like Me)
Seven Jeans saggin, fitted cap and my white tee (I'm Fresh to d**h!)
The foreign cars got they eyes poppin' (Daammnn....)
And you can see the stars when the ride droppin
[Parlae]
Aye Jim Jones, (What's Hattninnin!)
Let ya boy Parlae get some of that Harlem clientele (What's Hattninnin!)
I got more crack than a curb, f** wit me! (Westside! Aye f** wit me)
I'm iced out, and keep snow, like an eskimo
And when the show's slow (Show's slow)
I cook extra blow (Extra blow)
Put the whip game on it, get some extra dough (Extra Dough)
Keep the cars pullin up, like it's Texaco (Texaco)
I can make it get stiff, like dead people
Keep my hand workin, wit the mic, or a egg beater (Egg Beater)
And ya bank account? sh**, that's my pocket fare (Pocket Fare)
Residue on my clothes, call it Roc-A-Wear (Roc-A-Wear)
I can beat it like my....
I treat the dope like Tina, And I beat it like Ike
And I keep tha gra**, so you can call me the lawn-man
I ride around wit chickens like I came from a farm man
[Hook]
I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down....
[Dame Dash]
You see how I get down wit the get down
n***a I got a car for everyday of the week
And two other cars for the weekends, n***a f** is wrong wit you?!?
I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down....
[Dame Dash]
f** is wrong wit y'all, n***a I can sell whatever I wanna sell!!
I done sold muthaf**in music, that sh** was easy!!
Started Roc-A-Fella and sold it!!
I can get money in fashion, that sh** was nuthin!!
In five years I started that sh**, sold my part for Thirty Million!!!
And let's watch what the f** is gonna be now!!!