[Juvenile]

Damn I got platinum on both of my wrists and my pinky

and my album went platinum too

Man you know I'm a stunt'

All these other rappers, look.. *NEW CASH MONEYYYYYYY*



I'm sick of it, niggaz illliterate

and I need me seven zeroes or somethin legitament

I done shot at niggaz, and I been shot at

I done had a whole lotta old folks tellin me stop that

I'm sorry but them Lexus trucks, I gotta cop that

Would be even mo' sweeter, if I could drop that

You see all of them Crystal bottles, I pop that

and I'm bout to go and find me a new mall to shop at



[B.G.]

I'm out the heart of the hood

Niggaz like to bust heads and look good

Ride on 20's with TV's leather interior and wood

Rolexes, at least 10 G's on a necklace

Pullin up at the club in two Caddy truck stretches

My click boss nigga, try to follow us get lost nigga

We'll buy a whole block no matter the cost nigga

My money long, my dick long, I'm off the chain

B.G. got it goin on respect the game



Chorus: B.G. (repeat 2X)



Me and my dogs we ball, just like we live we love

Get in our path of money and your head get bust



[Baby]

Nigga I live like an old man, but I'ma young man

with bout three million dollar worth of cars in my name

Went to East ?? bought the whole block man

Got these white folks fucked up by the mouth man

E'ry type 2000, me and Juvie got 'em

V8 350 Camaro, Fresh got 'em

Bought a million dolla Rolex, a nigga doubtin

Cartier watch for three-hundred and fifty thousand

A hundered-thousand dollar grill and a nigga smilin

Matchin platinum ink pens for four thousand

Bought a hundred-thousand Benz and I'm buckwild with it

Changin everything from the in and the out in it



[Mannie Fresh]

How you figure you the nigga, to shut it down?

What you mad convertible Jag cause I let it down?

You know who I am, God damn

You ain't skinniess on yo' 20's; then look here nigga scram

Now what in the wide wide world of ballin is that?

Some shit that come out in 2010, you lil' chrome stuck bitch

Who made that car? I never seen that on the streets

We were in the Vibe magazine, Baby got thirty-two gold teeth



Chorus



[Lil' Wayne]

Now, now, now, now

I'ma stun'na, reppa, ride around in different hummers

with a dozen, heffers, fifty-thousand dollar Roley

with a crusted, bezel, niggaz can't compete with us

We on another, level, watch us scratch off in the Viper

with the windows, tinted, automatic start with VCR's

and TV's, in it, I always go out my pocket

Never penny, pinchin, that's why I'm dippin my Expedition

with plenty, women, and they wit it, wit it

Not to mention, bout my Ninja, with the extension

What about my condominum wit yo wife in the kitchen

See I gets lots of attention I'm the youngest, Tymer

Plus I step into the light wit them humongous, diamonds

See everybody know I'm Lil' Wayne soilder

Pull up in the 4 dot 6 Range Rover

Baby had me drinkin think I got a hangover

Weezy Weez nigga, Hot Boys, game over



Chorus 2X



[Outro]

Nigga, it's Cash Money Millionaires

Fuck with us nigga, your head get bust

We step in the light, and it and it just be

bling bling, bling, bling bling

What? My nigga B.Geezy

What? My nigga, B.eatrice

Huh, my nigga Mannie Fresh, what?

My nigga Lil' Weezy, alright then, uh-huh

My nigga Ju-vey, that motherfuckin Hot Boy

Nigga, Cash Money takin over this bitch

and we ain't lettin go yet..

{*unintelligible over DJ Clue and beat here on out*}