[Intro phone call:] Hello? oh what up famo? Hell yea money,money, money....let's get it Alright no doubt in a hour...alright! [Verse 1 Jbars] They be looking at me where im finstin to go Matter fact I got to go, I got some business with dough Kiss my b**h on the cheek tell her put on some clothes I ain't seen her in a week im doin 2many shows I ain't cool with these hoes kuz they diggin 4 gold Just like b**hes who hit me up when they wana smoke Im like f** all that sh** put my dick in your throat Girl I ain't playin yea im serious u know And if u dont like boomasquad then why the f** u wearin it though? The tShirt u got on worth some karrots of gold Just 4 that bullsh** u gettin shared with my bros And that's trill n***a foreal I dont care 4 these hoes New head everyhwere that I go,"he G'd up" She a stripper but she badd hit me with that mean mug Dag all of that a** I had to freeze up They say bands make em dance, well this n***a make em f** Yea...A1 they ain't f**in with no scrubs So u better get yo girl when you bout 2 leave the club Every chick I ever loved a d.i.m.e. or above And that's jus wat it is and that's been what it was Basic b**hes-Model b**hes I treat them all the same I treat them all the same until I learn what's in they brain Because a girl about dollars might make a n***a change Might make him fall in love with a chick who's in his lane Uhh I'm super man but wit a million louis lanes Who all up on my dick kuz they want a piece of fame Slobbin on my knob beacuse they see a n***a gettin paid Yea iz a cold world but a n***a can't complain Rollin up a plane, while I ride 2 catch a plane Missin phone calls while im sippin on this drank If it ain't bout money then that f**er just gon rang Botta bang, they got my voice mail when it came If you reached my voicemail you minds well go and hang up More than likely I done seen you calling And you wasn't talking about nothing exciting nothing interesting Just gone ahead about your business mane Get money...and more money. Booma Squad!