Girl something you got makes me bring home my pay Now, something you got you ought to know My, my woah, woah, I love you so Hey, something you got makes
B.I.G.:] Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion [50 Cent:] I know my momma wish she got a fucking abortion! (yeah!) [B.I.G.:] When I die fuck it,
you higher than a roaster I got something special for you when I get you home You should let me drive girl the rides really long If you wanna ride ride ride you
baby [Chorus] [Fat Joe] Nah homie, you done got it fucked up You ain't got as much money as us (Nope) We sent Campbell in cause he got goggles on and
Warn Ya I'm the Only West Coast King Idiot I Mean I'll Get You In The Ring I'm As Shitty As Don King And Taking All The Money Before The Bell Ring Before
On every block, something sold, is something cold At ya back, so nothing's told after the fact Yeah, I dwell where they bring the hell, kings'll fell
digital MIMS I'm the king of the web I ain't no R&B singer but still I put you to bed Show you how that super charge ride Call that a hard drive You get
you must Have known it would someday. Be careful not to touch the wall, there's a brand-new coat of paint, I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're
everything I flip you know is something serious I got the custom grill I got the Brabus rims I got the baller genetics baby that's evident You see a player
slangin got my snappin like the rope hot I can be the player you wanna bust wit Or nigga you don't even wanna go fuck wit Or nup wit, you suck dick,
expanding What you gonna to do about it nigga? Not a damn thing Hook: We on your block We got rocks You got robbed The man got shot That nigga's dead
of them top floors 35 large took you right out the top draw Still got a throwaway phone in my sock draw [Pharrell:] It's like rain, spraying on you roaches
m gon' hit, like I told you so Don't be actin' like you forgot it, you're sposed to know, yo Baby, I hope you ate your Wheaties When you see me It won
hot I can be the player you wanna bust wit Or nigga you don't even wanna go fuck wit Or nup wit, you suck dick, so why you all up on my nuts quick I
' on your grave site, overkill Aren't you tired? Why are you so loud? Quiet! Real dudes move in silence like a mute drivin' a new hybrid You dudes is too excited You
see who's next Champagne on my campaign, Kim for mayor Told you I?m the same bitch from the escalator And I ain?t trippin? off you rats and investigators
stay Put your money and your jewels up one at time And if you lose this game all this shit is mine What you got? Full house, triple ace and two kings
whatever B, we ain't on no scary shit You goin' down I'm obliged on some Mary shit I get bread like the Dairy bitch I chop you up like the Deli bitch
