Guess they plan on sucking dicks until some millions appear Like voila, you do it right, he just might buy you a car Unless you play these suckers just like B.O.B
, I got tracks to burn I stay on my J O B Nigga, me, P Diddy, B R O B The more hits we make, more money to burn The more fame we get, niggas get concerned
me Or cock-block me but you can't stop me You come for all you want but you can't top me Yeah, I'm just a B A D B O Y Son we multiply, nigga we don'
Los Angeles My other nigga turned Evangelist But I can't quit cause I'm on some Evander shit Fuck the money and the white sand and shit When it's said
Seems like Bristal got his back up against the wall Well, let's see how Rob B.O. handles this one Bad boys watch ya backs, watch ya backs bad boys Yo, who the fuck
in ya trunk sound like an opra Way u stay stuntin on niggas deserves an Oscar Yo I smoke all day jus like a rosta And u know its M.O.B. live like a
while the money's there, boy Silly ass bitch, runnin' around with a gold chain All niggas gotta get some real estate Muthafucka, come up, fuck a bitch
house, all night long See man O'g'in of the needle and the needle and the bone One mornin use to come and smell mingin The weather was always fucked
yea im ready 4 da static 50 round clip n its fully automatic Fresh outta work so im baggin up mo' Til' my lil cousin told me dat my p.o. at da doe
) Just make em read about it (read about it 2x) Fuck what they say about me (fuck what they say about me) Bitches gon love to doubt me (fuck em, yeah)
that they fuck with us It ain't a game, niggas know that they Toys R Us They can't fuck with us Aaw I'm the one Man I'm money, hoes, clothes and shows
Yeah, we off that, is you still on that? And we still makin' money 'cause we still on that This ain't black vs. white, my nigga we off that Please tell Bill O
Dre just fell the fuck off Well fuck the fuck offs All y'all eat soft, be mad, we bad fresh up outta the vault, oh! New syllables eat ball, ya fucks offs
, switchin' four lanes With the top down screamin' out, money ain't a thang Bubble hard in the double R, flashin' the rings With the window cracked, holler back, money
Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so
Like the stormy nights you wrote a 'Dear Ja' letter And took my Benz and keyed and cut the leather Bitch, you know better, we live M O B Money Over
Let's do it for the troops, it's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute, it's Young Money salute It's Young Money salute, it's Young Money salute
they get {niggaz} from the suburbs, that's herbs Yo this is for my {niggaz} on the block all day Who don't give a {fuck} waitin for crime to pay Put your money