(feat. Foxy Brown)



[Tone]

Unstoppable, Trackmasters, Rockland, come on



[Foxy]

Na-na so sick, make your toes twitch

Get up in yo' ass and ride that shit

Oh yeah, dare you act shady with the first lady?

Let's go half on this baby

Inner thighs thick so when we fuck you must put me in a Swiss ho'

Room 704, fuck they mad at me fo'?

Skin copper, na-na stay proper, who could stop her?

Nuthin'. Hey, do a somersault

All that platinum shit you bought?

Nigga, fuck you thought, it ain't my fault

Keep the wrist rocky, attitude cocky

Next time you see me, address me like "Miss Foxy"

It's for the wrist cop it, if it's a six drop it

Thongs with topless how you like that Robbie?

Ain't nothing sweet, you know my style, doggy style

From the back, in the back, hit it like that



[R]

[1] - The dollar bill

[Foxy]

Nuthin' but stacks get you anything

Anywhere, as a matter of fact, dollar bill

[R]

Say what you want baby

While you be stalling at the lights

We be dippin in Mercedes

[Foxy]

Dollar bill

[R]

Can get us from here to Rio

In two hours first class still time to take a shower

The dollar bill

[Foxy]

Where ever we be it's VIP stats, no doubt

So what y'all cats know about that



[R]

Say lady, I'm liking what I see

Come on and talk to me baby, baby, baby

Can't you see one night is all I need

We'll go somewhere and be

Talkin' about your future plans with me



[Sparkle & Cynthia]

I would do anything

To have you in my life, that's right

We can take a flight out of here go anywhere



[R]

Uh uh, I got proof rims on the V-12

Make you raise the roof, no gold in the tooth

Put some in the vault CD's overseas

Private lofts, I'm you haters holocaust

Ain't my fault I rap, then still made a mill'

But it's my fault I got my own label deal

Vacation in Japan while you wish for Bennihana's

On the way to pick up Madona, the ill na-na



[Foxy]

Now you know the na-na plays with the big boys, aye'day

From the six coupe to the big Royce, can you handle that?

A lotta sass and ass with that

And I'm strickly for the dough

So fuck you think I'm here fo'?

Princesses in a row, row platinum status

Ice lace to pink face

Then I back the faggots

See me rocking aye'thang from Mongolians to Persians

Y'all still learning, I got Rem swervin', through a sermon

And there's nuthin' you can tell me 'bout these cats that I

Don't even ram through a plan, too much stack

Must I continue this?

Might be a couple of cats that I miss

We could skip the french kiss, take it straight to the wrist

And it gets no iller than this

Na-na engraved on canary ice, see me wear it twice

Did y'all niggas hear me right?

Me and Kelly put the lock down on New York to Chitown

His town to my town, for the dollar bill



[Repeat 1]



[Tone]

Tell me who dat said dat we couldn't rock

I roll the dice, bet the dots say we won't stop

I roll from Chitown to Cali, hit your block

I bless the day that R&B music meet hip hop

You haters thought that Kelly couldn't keep it hot

Even when I'm in your face, y'all see me not

Sportin' nothing but the rocks, navigators on the block

Merridian CD's with five TV's

College honeys follow in your GS3

We on the way to IHOP, coming from the spot

Niggas in the lot jammin' to the knock

Y'all mad cuz you can't get what we got

Who's the number one contender, January through December?

Cut your forest down while you niggas screamin' Timothy

Sophia know me from the beach house in Miami

Banks know me, so I could give a damn about the Grammies



[R]

The dollar bill

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all

The dollar bill

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all

The dollar bill

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all

The dollar bill

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all



The dollar bill, Track Masters, Rockland