[Chorus: B Money] I'm rollin , coastin , floatin , no emotion [8x] [Verse 1: B Money] Hailing From the State of Pennsylvania Makin it rain like a hailstorm upon yo head I'm on yo bread , I'm so fed Eatin good , speaking well , very ar Ticulant , haters are degenerate Destined for greatness, excercising Excellence, I does this The game I runs this, I loves this I hugs this You want this? Nawl, you can't have this I'm Laid way back reclined, riding down I-95 in a Ghost Did it all wit no support Smokin competition like a Newport Pimpin b**hes like I'm Too Short Used to pull who*es in a New York hat Now, I'm in the finest suite in New York Wit an R&B jawn, I'm ready stroke that! [Chorus] [Verse 2: B Money] Ask us how we doin we say fine and dandy Rollin on Cotton Candy did a lot for the Family I'm in the game it's No Way Out Will never take the weak way out Not a maid or a butler when I'm cleaning their house Ballin like Caron Butler caring for my mother Only thing she care about, is if I'm a hustler I got em ma, life very fun now Admiring my accomplishments I'm very young Turnin down girls wit a rusty bu*t Or a smutted c*nt, ready bust a nut In a Jet Beauty of the Week, so street (echo) [Chorus]