[Dame + Parlae] How rich y'all niggaz be? (Franchize!) You wanna be a (D-F-B...Bitch!) You be a billionaire? (10 Hoe!) Nigga you wanna be what I be...(10 Hoe!) I wanna be a trillionaire! (10 Hoe)
I got bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound I'm posted on the til the sun go down....
[Dame I fuckin hustle, nigga I get money! I can get money anything!
I got them bricks for the high, and the purp by the I'm on the block til the sun go down....
[Dame Nigga I do my thing Kind of fuckin hustlers are
yeah... I'm in that tip (Tip) And my homeboy Blew an ounce of kush (Kush) In my john jones I got the for the low (Low) smokin plenty optimos Tryna make a quick flip, like my Maceo I'm on my haters, signin deals so I'm a paaaa... Twenty G's on the chain, and I'm worth a couple blocks.... (all man, I need a fo, a duece) It started in that temp, flippin mid's by O-Z's
On the hill wit shit from a custom border Two gram, fifties, do the for a quarter (For a Quarter??) That's one, I fulfill nigga's what you nigga's order? 06' Nino Brown, flip the temp into the Rebirth! cut out my four-ways I stash purp pounds, that's for the drop days And for my pay, I hit the trap when the I break one down, and the rest goin for the
I got them bricks for the and the purp by the pound I'm posted on the til the sun go down....
Dash] Now see I like the shit these niggaz is Real hustla's other real hustla's why I'm fuckin wit em, Hey!
I got bricks for the high and the purp by the pound I'm posted on the til the sun go down
[Dame I got houses in continents nigga! Nigga I did my in London, remember that? Fuck is wit ya'll?!?
[Jizzal I'm the of my own shit, I'm the ruling general Bricks lined up like, at a funeral I'm working hard white, So I twurk, touch and bust My workers on the block, So the work ain't even touch My money in stacks (Stacks) And I just how to get it man A low profile, be ridin a Honda Civic man never know it's me, but a nigga got the work holmes I move it all day, he clirpin on my chirp phone so sweet (Sweet) And I'm wit tha curribeans' They come cross the water, masked-taped to my europeans' Supplyin', whole towns, little counters, in the double my money up, leave the block, wit a profit For you that like to pop (Pop) You know I got them too Getcha you a couple of splitters, have you spinnin like wheels fool This don't stop, I move this work clockwise I got my own bizness, I call shit tha Franchize!
I got them bricks for the high and the by the pound I'm posted on the til the sun go down....
[Dame Dash + Jim get a million dollars and think they gettin it? (Harlem!) Nigga I made my first million I was a teenager (Dipset! Byrdgang..)
I got them for the high and the purp by the pound I'm on the block til the sun go down....
Jones] Ugh....Jones, Capo! Dipset! Them nigga's know I'm bout (ByrdGang!) Spillin champagne, all over Couches (Ballin!) Like fuck it, tell keep the cris' rollin (Keep it Rollin!) I'm gettin drunk blowin weed wit the showin' (Watch Em!) Spendin a couple K's up in (Right...) up Peachtree, racin in the roster's (The Fast Life!) I'm so icy, and I think they me (Like Me) Seven Jeans saggin, fitted cap and my white tee (I'm to death!) The foreign got they eyes poppin' (Daammnn....) And you can see the stars when the droppin
Aye Jim Jones, (What's Hattninnin!) Let ya boy Parlae get some of Harlem clientele (What's Hattninnin!) I got crack than a curb, Fuck wit me! (Westside! Aye fuck wit me) I'm iced out, and snow, like an eskimo And the show's slow (Show's slow) I extra blow (Extra blow) Put the whip game on it, get some dough (Extra Dough) Keep the cars pullin up, like Texaco (Texaco) I can make it get stiff, like people Keep my hand workin, wit the mic, or a egg (Egg Beater) And ya bank account? shit, that's my pocket (Pocket Fare) Residue on my clothes, call it (Roc-A-Wear) I can it like my.... I treat the dope like Tina, And I beat it I.... And I tha grass, so you can call me the lawn-man I ride around wit chickens like I came a farm man
I got them bricks for the high and the by the pound I'm posted on the til the sun go down....
[Dame You see how I get wit the get down Nigga I got a car for of the week And two other cars for the weekends, nigga is wrong wit you?!?
I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the I'm posted on the til the sun go down....
Dash] Fuck is wit y'all, nigga I can sell whatever I wanna sell!! I done sold muthafuckin music, that was easy!! Roc-A-Fella and sold it!! I can get money in fashion, that was nuthin!! In five years I started shit, sold my part for Thirty Million!!! And watch what the fuck is gonna be now!!!