[Hook: Future] Young n***a move that dope Young n***a move that dope Aye move that dope, aye move that dope (How much dope can you move, n***a?) Young n***a move that dope Young n***a move that dope Aye move that dope, aye move that dope (How much dope can you move, my n***a?) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Flippin' the cake, whippin' and flippin' the yay 36 ounce in a day, cumbing through pay When you do sh** the right way n***as ain't f**in' with me How they gone eat? I run the seam I got that work, b**h, I got it I got a few Maseratis, dope in my new Maserati That's a whole 'lotta new money Stash it, it's hotter than hell Movin' them squares in for real Servin' that broad, said yeah Either way you put it on, b**h, I'm good Triple salute b**h, I'm straight out the hood Triple beam, look what I got on the scale This is that dope boy life right here for real [Hook] [Verse 2: Young Buck] All this money, need a calculator I'mma a drop it off and get back at you later Shoes gator, suit tailored, cookin' chickens, we do cater Give it to your front door like newspaper Two twenty on the dash, I lose haters Plug showed up with two trailers Two flavors, what dude gave ya I got thirty cars in my front yard Hundred acres, no neighbors I finished up the white sh** 50 on the fight sh**, I might go to Vegas I keep up with who supposed to pay us Who cash out and who delay us Crash out if you try to play us Dope Boy Universal, all you can say is Young Buck move that dope [Verse 3: Tony Yayo] The future of the dope game, I'm mixing [?] and [?] That's 60 a gram, I'm stretching the yams and making my cheddar Whippin' that coke like Patsy, 12 years of a slave Alphabet boys catch me, it's natural life in a cage Presidential on my arm, you need to work on your own I don't do consignment They think I'm Illuminati the way that I shine