[Skinny I broke a dollar down the (?) the dime, quarter, penny, nickel Flipped the 25 to 50 cent, now watch the triple Game simple, ya today, tomorrow ya ain't Now who the gon' save it right That ain't change the way you think I took a fifty, ballin on a budget, bought a Dutch Quickly spilled it and I stuffed it with that from Kentucky Man that blunt did it, sour then make the world pick (If any nigga got it) Skinny finna get it (Get it) While it's good and hold it for a minute Let that shit bubble, weigh it up and chop it when it's (We gon' it when it's finished) for some dollars and some pennies Like a relentless, Nappy niggaz all about the Benji's (Benji?) Not the dog naw, we're talkin bout the dead Slaw, the hog mall, chicken wing and fed bread like the cash flow, finna keep my fo-cus Spinnin like a twenty picture Skinny in a pit (Spinnin like a twenty Skinny in a cold pit?) Boy yeain't know that money the world go Hustlin for pennies, for it real slow
[Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, [Skinny] Damn, it funny how we all about the Benji's? Dime, quarter, nickel, penny [Scales] Won't you give me a dollar since ya got so Dime, quarter, nickel, penny [Skinny] Damn, ain't it funny how we all the Benji's? [Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, Won't you give me a dollar since ya got so many
[B. (Whatchu man?) (?) a hundred for that Super happiness, a blunt and a Who could we like this, I don't need no crack Weed smoke comin out the front of the (chrome) Gun in the lap and a gun in the Come to we was goin that fast I blink my eyes, follow my tags (get out the car) time I travel somewhere dirty I'ma come in a cab
I can't all the rocks you rock How I'ma cop all them yachts ya You get on the bop-she-bop keep it all the way Nappy, when you hot you HOT! Burn up a dime, a nickel at the corner Throw a in the jukebox, damn it's outta order Spinnin air, fumes blowin, silver (Rick Shroeder) The dollar gets shorter as you get older Hey come here for a tell nobody I told you but uh... The value gets shorter as you get older
[R. Aww, y'all boys done up and done it, spun it, it Jump my motorbike doin a hundred, one gun and I'm blunted Everybody fend for they self - they tell me it's only ten on the shelf (watch out! watch out!) Like this, Galloping Ghost flow down bones like osteoperosis (ohh!) Prophit's in a coma, stuffed with explosives Postage to the White House, fuck all that It's kinda funny, everybody love money to Not that, 3% control America's Need some help? at yourself, sure ya do feel like "fuck the world?" me too (?), get rich being complacent Know ya gotta rebel when ya can't a payment Water like ice for big faces Face it, livin with racists, outrageous Wild, host-ile, shake up stages, Young baby don't patience, what my name is? R. Prophit (yes sir?) the cadence
Dime, quarter, nickel, penny... Dime, quarter, nickel, penny... Dime, quarter, nickel, penny...