Patchwerk Recording Studio, Atlanta, GA - Billionaire lyrics

[Intro] Trilla, Ross, yeah Trilla, feels good baby Boss, I done took over the game n***a Hoppin' out the Bugatti with my Ballys on No underwear n***a My jeans tight fitted too n***a Jay-Z what up n***a Uh yeah, let me f** with 'em right now [Verse 1] n***as want to kidnap Leave me in the trunk, walk away with big stacks They jealous of the fortune Glitz and the fame, a c**aine mortgage In the game like Tony Parker Snow white Range, let my partner park it I'm back on them thangs that's my only problem Homie I put that on my only momma Still rollin' with the fo'-fifth Now that I'm rich, got these broke n***as so sick And my daughter college pre-paid She straight, say thanks to the D game In the Phantom on that 2Pac Ridin' Thru The Ghetto like I'm lookin' for a new spot I'm not, but I'm well established I f** with h**n because it sells the fastest [Hook] I'mma rider 'bout mine, and I wouldn't tell a lie Take it out of town, go and get my money right And if it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire If it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire [Verse 2] A b**h try and stick me Cause you f** me, don't mean you can kiss me I only f** with the O.G.'s The ones that won't turn you in to the police On the run I threw a n***a fo' keys ID's, pa**ports it was so sweet, they lookin at me Front yard still a car show Bugatti, the Gotti of Morocco I won't let the roof up Kingdom come, Prince of Zamundah To be loved, to be loved Oh what a feeling for me to be loved Haters want to murder me and I can smell a hit So it's music to my ears every time I fill a clip I'm a card shark up in the Hard Rock Twenty grand a hand, favorite jam in the iPod [Hook] I'mma rider 'bout mine, and I wouldn't tell a lie Take it out of town, go and get my money right And if it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire If it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire [Verse 3] Hid a hundred grand in a day bed Whip that white girl just like K-Fed Got me a white girl, I f** 'til her face red Yeah her food tastes bad, but she give me great head Please let me say that I really love her credit Send her to dealership and she-can ,she-can get that My heart in the ghetto, I'm married to the projects I ride with the AR, in case a n***a start sh** [Hook] I'mma rider 'bout mine, and I wouldn't tell a lie Take it out of town, go and get my money right And if it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire If it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire [Outro] Triple C, we unstoppable Told y'all n***as in '95 I was worth ten million Now it's '08 and I got ten in the bank n***a What else y'all got for me n***a? I wanna see it I need yours too homie Y'all n***as gettin' washed up, ya know what I'm talkin' 'bout Y'all need to let a n***a slide through like that there real proper like Tryna make some moves man See I got on my Tom Ford shades n***a I got a new outlook on life y'know Ever since I got my W-2 back, you feel me I got plans for you n***as man Murder is not a problem I'm the boss, still comin' 183rd n***a Hit me up on the 3-0-5 or the 7-8-6 It's all the same gang, posted up in front of Popeye's in the Maybach, n***a You done seen me n***a Triple C's n***a, I'm the boss Church