[B.G.] Me the B.G., and Baby my fuckin Two livin legend paper chasers uptown Bout money and bitches, puttin in ditches We roll in like Hummers and Expeditions Our relationship like Moses and Ask one of our hoes, ain't no comin us Two young kingpins, that's how they treat us Steaks and is what they feed us Nigga shinin, me and my nigga be sippin the finest wine and spendin G's, makin back and forth to Texas, we flyin; tryin to a mill' y'all we roll with the motto, "Ball til we fall" Fuck wit B, you bringin B.G. all the way out wit me G you bringin Baby all the way out there Since ninety-two our love been there We never spend to a pussy, Money niggaz share I'm a Big Tymer, that's a Suga Slim just signed a, million contract Lil' (?) thuggin quick to bust yo' head Watch your tone in that mansion is we lay our head at We play high gold floss and drive drop-tops Way I bust it look Suge and 'Pac
[Lil Like and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G and B.G. tryin to clock six figs Like and J., like Russ and Run Baby and B.G. to clock a million
Like J. and 'Face, Russ and Run Baby and B.G. comin through like assault rifle machine more money than these niggaz could wonder You better quick nigga we hit blocks like thunder through a dark tunnel a black on black Hummer It ain't no secret we our ass last summer We both got three or fo' bitches we at first Embassy playboy to our riches Me and this young nigga we tighter than He the motherfuckin rapper and I'm the game And if you you wit him clear my bank account on one of you bitches And put that on my Ma and my Pa and they both restin in peace It ain't in this industry gon' fuck wit and little B.G., wit Mannie Fresh beats Wit Suga brains behind all this heat and my Hot Boyz ridin right beside me Nigga I'll bet a dolars to yo' light bill bet my Rolex wit my bezel nigga to yo' cable bill It nuttin in this industry could fuck wit Cash Money we keep it real nigga, believe that
[Lil Now Like Suge and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G and B.G. tryin to clock six figs Like 'Face and J., like and Run and B.G. tryin to clock a million, what?
[B.G.] I got love for my nigga He heard I rapped, came on VL and me Now we ballin, livin it's gravy Cause I'm gettin my shine on, don't you me? B.G. and Baby, livin pah We just determined to and get out the hood dog Fuck wit me and my boy, I wish you dog We ridin dirty and put that on the hood dog
Now what make these hoes thank that I ain't make these niggaz think the diamonds on my Rolex ain't the shit? My brotha Prime taught me how to wear two at one time I'm gon' shine til I die Me and nigga been together since he was twelve out at club, Rolexes daybreak watchin my beeper ring bells Now I knew this young would end up swell I used my mind to him writin rhymes I knew he'a be major at one time Now I done in the flyest cars It ain't no secret that B.G.'s a Cash Money
Wayne] Like Suge and 'Pac, Puff and B.I.G and B.G. tryin to clock six figs Like 'Face and J., like and Run and B.G. tryin to clock a million Like Suge and 'Pac, like and B.I.G and B.G. tryin to clock six figs Like and J., like Russ and Run Nigga Baby and B.G. tryin to a million, ha?
Ain't could fuck wit us playboy We take it how you it, that's the issue nigga We clockin all gravy If it ain't about that money we ain't seein no bitches We doin what we got to do, we G's Lil' Antoine, my potnah from Tennessee It's all playboy, how you luv that nigga? We clockin playboy, if you don't it that's the issue nigga Get it how you live How you luv nigga? If it don't make money it don't sense nigga I wear two on my wrist, at fifty G's a piece How's that nigga? That's a hundred I put two hundred G's on my grill My dog Fresh to redo his shit Nigga we just gon' have and hoes How you luv that Drankin Crystal, poppin ain't drankin Tanqu-zay no more Niggaz wearin rangs twenty G's Niggaz earrings 'em twenty G's rims cost 'em ten G's Nigga homes two mill-ion Nigga hoes gettin furs, nigga hoes gators just.. dumpin playa haters It no thang boy, how you luv that nigga? that boy (man I love yo' momma)