Okay-kay-kay-kay
G's up
Lil Scrappy
I got money
BME, (BME), money in the bank
G-Unit!
I got money in the bank (yea)
Shawty, what you drank?
I'm a get that dough and f** with dem hos
Young ladies that know me, know Scrappy's a pro
Fill up at the bar, go get a ma**age
Find me a couple, we can make it a menage
You be tryin' hard, but, n***a, don't start
You be doin' sh** is gon' get you to the morgue
I go get that paper, a mega f**in' watch
I be pullin' out knots that can buy me a yacht
Hold on, baby, please, go get on yo' knees
If you don't do it for me then do it for the cheese (yeah)
I got extra weed (yeah), money long like sleeves (yeah)
If a n***a try to creep, I got extra heat
Got a bank account with a large amount
If a n***a wanna talk, n***a, we can let it bounce (bounce)
Take it outside, n***a; f** fallin' back
k**ers run up in the club, ballin' with a bigger stack
Two step with me, let me show you how it goes
The Murcielago, lemme show you how it rolls
I got a Bentley that I only drove one time
50 bought it for me, shorty, but it's still mine
My Chevy clean, and the paint look like lemon-lime
You wanna shine; it ain't hard; just get on your grind
We keep a bankroll wallet full of credit cards
Cup full of Cristal, box full of cigars
Dirty South tatted on my back; I'm country
She said she like the way I talk; these hos love me
Club goin' crazy; we throwin' out stacks
G-Unit South, yeah, tell the DJ bring it back
See, I'm A-Town stompin' in a A-Town hat
But I'm reppin' Tennessee like my homey Project Pat
It ain't 'bout where you from, homeboy, it's where you at
Scrappy beat me on the dice, yeah
It's cool
I'll be back
Cause I got