Yeah it goes down

Yeah it goes down

Uh huh it goes down

It goes down

I thought you knew it went down

Believe that



Verse One:



I rock Versacci sippin VSOP and Hennessey in foam cups

Motorola flips with illegal chips

Dip pin' like Teela where everybody momma collectin money from fiend

Five series Beemer one hundred and eighty nine horsepower

I like bitched with dimples and nipples the size of silver dollars

Rollin three deep in Eddie Bauers chokin out LAPD Rottweilers

like chihuahuas, all day eryday

In Southern California where the dogs and the ribs stay

And nowadays fools don't know how to act

Cause we all wanna be Tony Montana

Matter of fact, gimme five we got dap, gimme twenty-five

We got a bird and profit is made

So while the homey cut cavvy with a razor blade

I rock beats without baking soda

And money gets watched it's only illegal if you get caught

Thought you knew cause the DEA do it too

Keep seperate books for the internal revenue

Capitalism is pimps and hoes

In ninety-six I 'spose anything goes



Chorus:



Big bank take little bank anything goes

Legal or illegal however you make your cash flow

Big bank take little bank ahh anything goes

Legal or illegal however you make your cash flow



Verse Two:



All you PH Ballers, Dirty Mack's need to KG

I'd rather be a dope MC than a broke OG

I get, manicures to keep my cuticle suitable

Player, don't hate me because I'm beautiful

I got a pocket full of C-notes and food stamps

Just big bills and free meals baby so lamp

Cause jealousy gets you burned like bad perms

if you live you learn, I spit game like Chick Hearns

to women with, measurements of 38-24-36 with DSL's

but money talks ESL

In the game of Monopoly, if you don't pass go then go di-rectly to jail

Cause I've seen fools that struggle and turn they ownself into the po-po

It keeps the humble of they cool low

Selling ten dollar J's right up under the man's nose

Hahh, nigga anything goes



Chorus



Interlude:



One for the money (money), two for the show (show)

Three for the ladies but all they wanted was one

It's one for the money (money), two for the show (show)

Three for the ladies but all they wanted was one



Verse Three:



Niggaz got stripes like, Tony the Tiger

But niggaz got strikes like Oral Hershiser

So look alive, inflation rise like yeast

S&L scandal stole millions

But we need more police to take back our streets, it's drama

We all know that one-time be extortin them big-ballers

Gettin extradited with warrants in three states

Overcrowded prisons hopin the DA drop the case

So uhh, I ain't forgot about the homey Kevin

He pled no contest and got stretched til ninety-seven

Dizmost and Little Dags hold tight

I know I seldom shoot kites but I be tryin to get my pockets right

My ideal real is Big Willie pourin out Dom P

for the dead homies with bitches splittin Phillies (call it ends)

Call it loot scrilla cream green flow or dough

But to get mo' nigga, anything goes



Chorus 2X



"It's no disguise, it makes no sense

It doesn't fit, if it doesn't fit, you must acquit"



Interlude (fades