DJ Drama - 5000 Ones lyrics

[Hook:] I got 5000 ones lookin for tha baddest b**h in tha club I'm lookin for her I'm lookin for her I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp I'm throwin it up I'm lookin for her I'm lookin for her [Verse 1: T.I.] See me when I walk in ain't nothin to it Brought ten stacks to the back then threw it Make it rain Ain't a thang When it come to money I got it Mayne You the next best thang I'm the hottest mayne You Talk that sh** I'm bout it mayne We way over here We out your range Don't try to be G That's not your thang You try me G That glock gon bang K-I-N-G that's not gon change I'm rich b**h I don't care bout no fame Cause If all else fails I got c**aine Still see me all on TV with it Still in tha hood what ya need he get it Dough low 4 4 see me with it If a n***a runnin up bet believe he get it See us in da club n***a we be trippin n***az rap bout that sh** we livin 7, 8, stacks on 2 or 3 b**hez s**a n***az over there hatin we chillin I ran out of ones so go back get more Say shawty bend it over back real slow Jack dat azz up grab that pole Show me you bout that action hoe [Hook:] I got 5000 ones lookin for tha baddest b**h in tha club I'm lookin for her I'm lookin for her I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp I'm throwin it up I'm lookin for her I'm lookin for her Stacks so fat rubberbands can't hold [x3] It no They can't hold it no they can't hold it no [Verse 2: Yung Joc] Eeenie meenie miny moe I'm lookin for tha direction this money bout to go I'm bout to throw I'm bout to blow We pop bottles Me and tha whole clique certified shot callas Blow top dollas Got this b**h jumpin off the chain like rotweilers 5000 Ones throw em up then stop stallin See I'm lookin for tha baddest b**h Splurge for a second when I'm done you can have this b**h [Verse 3: Willie Da Kid] 5000 10, 000 20 Ones in my hand that's good money Runs in my fam we get money She pop that thang she get that That money fallin like rain I'm V.I.P. that's champaigne I'm K.I.D. do my thang And yes indeed I got change Or shall I say I got papa Stack money tall as skyscrapers Hater's you fly I fly papa She pop that thang she get that She make it hot like wasabbe Look at that body on mommy She probably stand rite beside me And I tsunami lil mommy [Hook] [Verse 4: Young Jeezy] They call me young My money long I make it rain Now loose yo thong Now loose yo bottems Now loose yo top You saw what I just spent I could've bought a watch I could've bought a car Maybe a couple bricks I send my hood b**h tha fiths on a shoppin trip 5000 Ones yeh you kno young with it So high up in tha air she need a flight 2 go get it Still Mr. Magic City You know tha replacements This is wat I do I got a pole in my basement If I can make it to onyx I bring onyx to tha condo Call lil bro bring me 20 grand pronto [Hook] [Verse 5: Twista] It's tha Twista and can't nobody hold him Tha money tha stacks that we makin you can't nobody fold em Get love in tha strip club Gotta n***a feelin so freaky they askin is u rollin Yeh makin it rain is automatic when Said if you trickin you got it Pimpin is a habit from twista magic city And the muthaf**in 'll know bout it Steady stackin papa that's tha reason we be throwin it up Dollas at the coke they slang d Really lil mamma all over DJ Drama And T.I. Joc and Nelly When we In tha club I'm a pop a couple of bottles and I'm a spark that kush sh** up Got 5000 ones and I'm about to throooow it up Sip on some that patrone I'm a bout put a hundred on one of them thongs Gotta cup a lil something cause I pay tha bill This lil money ain't sh** I make major deal Better ring the alarm hear come tha paper Twista comin in tha club when I get I pop alot When she come up with a fatty I gladly tip her Jazze, tell em wat I got [Hook]