Pop a burn and turn it over like a flapjack Mo money mo money for black market [Chorus x4] On the black market, yeeeaah [Eklypss] Creepin move with
fucking numbers Black on black crime, nigga it go like this here We live an eye for an eye You kill me, I kill you, my partners kill your partners And
you say umm, a dy-no-mite!! Chiller, chiller than the Ice on Vanilla I kill more kills than the quils from Tequila I'm down with the green eyed brother
these ghetto girls speechless Twin boppers by my side this strawberry thats peaches Candy drip on that leather Got my groove back with Stella Riding north to the moon