Sheek Louch - It's All About The Benjamins (Remix) lyrics

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Sheek Louch - It's All About The Benjamins (Remix) lyrics

[Produced by D-Dot (The Mad Rapper)] Uh Uhuh, yeah Uh Uhuh, yeah It's all about the Benjamins baby It's all about the Benjamins baby [Verse 1: Puff Daddy] Now, what y'all want to do Want to be ballers, shot callers, brawlers Who be dipping in the Benz with the spoilers On the low from the Jake in the Taurus Trying to get my hands on some Grants like Horace Yeah living the raw deal Three course meals: spaghetti, fettuccine and veal But still, everything's real in the field And what you can't have now, leave in your will But don't knock me for trying to bury Seven zeros over in Rio Di Janeiry Ain't nobody's hero, but I want to be heard On your Hot 9-7 every day, that's my word Swimming in women with they own condominiums Five plus fives, who drive Millenniums It's all about the Benjamins, what I get a fifty pound bag of eu for the mutts Five carats on my hands with the cuts And something European chromed out with the clutch, what [Verse 2: Jadakiss] I want it all figured out, f** being a broke n***a Drinking malt liquor, driving a broke Viga I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers Rocking Girbaud denims with gold zippers Lost your touch we kept ours, popping Cristals Freaking the three-quarter reptiles Enormous cream, forest green Benz jeep For my team so while you sleep I'm a scheme We see through, that's why nobody never going to believe you You should do what we do, stack chips like Hebrews Don't let the melody intrigue you Because I leave you, I'm only here For that green paper with the eagle [Verse 3: Sheek] I'm strictly trying to cop those colossal sized Pica**o's And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's Mienda, with cash flowing like Sosa And the Latin chick transporting in the chocha Stampeding over, pop Mo's, never sober Lex and Range Rovers dealing weight by Minnesota Avoiding narcs with camcorders and Chevy Novas Stash in the building with this chick named Alona From Daytona, when I was young I want to bone her But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants Tricking and taking me skiing, at the Aspens Gangsta mental, stay popping Cristal Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown Pinkie ringing, gondolas with the man singing Italian music down the river with your chick clinging To my bizzalls, player you mad false Acting hard when you as p**y as RuPaul [Hook] It's all about the Benjamins baby It's all about the Benjamins baby Now, what y'all want to do It's all about the Benjamins baby Want to be ballers, shot-callers It's all about the Benjamins baby Brawlers, who be dipping in the Benz with the spoilers It's all about the Benjamins baby On the low from the Jake in the Taurus [Verse 4: Lil' Kim] Uh, uh, what the blood clot Wanna bumble with the Bee, huh? Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole family Dressed in all black like The Omen Have your friends singing "this is for my homie" And you know me from making n***as so sick Floss in my six with the 'Lex on the wrist If it's murder, you know she wrote it German Ruger for your a** b**h, deep throat it Know you wanna feel the womb 'cause it's platinum coated Take your pick Got a firearm you shoulda toted, s** a dick All that bullsh** you kick, player hating from the sideline Get your own sh**, why you riding mine? I'm a Goodfella kinda lady Stash 380s in Mercedes, Puffy, hold me down, baby Only female in my crew and I kick sh** Like a n***a do, pull the trigger too, f** you! [Verse 5: The Notorious B.I.G.] I been had sk**s, Cristal spills Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill' the ice grill Make it hard to figure me liquor be kicking me In my a**hole, undercover Donnie Brasco Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl My West Coast shorty, push the chrome 740 Rocking Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at And I'm living that fo' life, we push weight f** the state pen, f** hoes at Penn State Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis Attack with the Mac, my left hand spit, right hand grip On the whip, for the smooth getaway Player haters get away or my lead will spray Squeeze off til I'm empty, don't tempt me Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benji's What [Outro] It's all about the Benjamins baby (repeat)

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