Straight up nigga, I'm a money man You know what it is with me, yo right Take the track, cut the heads off, split it the middle man Take the out man for real all applepie, yeah Straight up, Flipmode BK King
Aiyo, it was the heist since ice rituals Skated outta Jacob's wit the Fruit jewels Holdin' a navy Uzi Krush waves off the atlas Coolin', that's how we make gun brawlers, bounce Black down bill-a-head banks, Malibu colorful That's the way we live, Island kid
Old dog in it, the thug vaccine with no in it Vivid paper chasin' Dufflebag swollen, we chocolate milk before we roll in It's that ya'll, we gangstas Stickin' all you Bay Ridge I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond Tiffany's, pretty Valentine is on the second floor balcony is magnificent, diamonds is cryin' "Busta take me, nevermind help!"
Aiyo caught 'em at the ice pavilion, dressy, bar style Nestle Four white covered in vest pieces think like a mob flick Guessin' like Patsy in the mask, bust Got aggravated, slapped the glass One beamin', fagot ass lay on the floor ya fuck! Tied his arm to his Hush Puppies Wrapped around trauma, realer than fuck Tajuana left my nigga niece coma Three young Italians, suited personal style
I'm in valor designin' on the 'dallions Felt like some crackers was in of me on the clerk, pass the Harry Winston set Ghost backin' me a shot, motored Four male in paper work, We get together once more before we this Murdered 'em all baseball'd down, brotha Three ass 6's, Gucci colors
Money! dead on the floor Nigga, pass the keys to the me all the cash in the drawer Or I promise be payin' the price Feelin' like a died twice Execute the world's diamond heist Ya'll niggas we out to get this money!
(C'mon money! money! C'mon money!) Raekwon, Ghostface, Marce c'mon! (C'mon money! money! C'mon money! C'mon money!) Let's get money nigga
Yeah we near the out west in Africa The is after us, vest on my back the Acuras, feel like a Mac bustin' A rug in on percussion I'll bust in your gate, it's nothin' A hail storm, ice rainin', mind Info, what you in for complainin'
bars deep in this language Did I tell you how my day's Speakin' the face of Ronald Reagan history, calligraphy Kaleidescope colors, head shells and flarin' gunmen Hate to see me like gray skies on day of judgment Makes you wonder where the love Hit a nigga, him to some buzzards
Put up numbers, I'm one to push his mug in We duck in the safe, check I'm huggin' Rocks the of some shit, out in the Congo My full, let's get the fuck out, Busta I got you
Aiyo we do study on fossils and stones like archaeologists Gemologists, collect the priceless ices anonymous stones yellow like a pumpkin Dunkin' precious size stones make me wanna cut the safe open Rae the blowtorch, ghost brought the dynamite stick Marciano brought a chisel an ice pick Princess cuts, invisible Plannin' the world's greatest heist Playin' a tune by Otis
Icicle cones from the ceiling just like still? Time to throw on a and tying a rag tight Throwin' light went off and in the Grabbed the necklace from off the satin while the glass casket Ice lay across the crushed velvet Up in the slide-tray Gun in your face, slide it right with Habib, Mirishnokof, and the rest of them Jewish niggas
We got them drunk and talkin' foolish see You know the way we straight manipulated this We swindle them niggas for all their precious Before we skated and shit, yeah, ya'll niggas we skated early Disguised ourselves as the Cidic Jews and left my sideburns curly Bounce to Mexico and spend pesos And bury the diamonds on an island your never like Turks in Keikos we hit, we in and out quick Don't be surprised if we behind niggas all the platinum and shit
(Money! Money! Money! Money!) Yeah, the world's jewel heist (Money! Money! Money! Money!) and successfully executed (Money! Money! Money! ! Money!) By none other than Ghostface Killah, Raekwon the (Money! Money! Money! Money!) Rock Marciano and Busta (Money!) A job well fellas, very good piece of work