作词 : Carter, Chainey, Moore ...
Yeah  I mean like
I gotta be like the pioneer to this shit  you know
I was popping that Cristal
When all y'all niggaz thought it was beer and shit  you know
Wearing that platinum shit
When all y'all chicks thought it was silver and shit
I got to be the pioneer of this shit
Bottom line
I'm going to show you how to do it  check it
I spit that other shit  that's the nice mother****er shit
Fed time follow me around  deep cover shit nigga
You beer money  I'm all year money
I'm popping  you ain't got to count it  it's all there money
I never change money 'cause niggas got strange money
Knocked up  marked up  ****ed up in the game money
I got bail money  XXL money
You got flash now  one time we'll reveal money
I spit the hottest shit  you need it I got it shit
That down South Master P  'bout It 'bout it shit
I got blood money  straight up thug money
That brown paper bag under your mattress drug money
You got show dough  little to no dough
Sell a bunch of records and you still owe dough
I got 900 and 96 plus 4 more dough
You crazy  you full gazy  and loco with dough papo
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And now you got these young cats acting like they slung cats
All in they dumb rap  talking about how they funds stack
When I see 'em in the street  I don't see none of that
Bad playboy  where the **** is the Hummer at
Where is all the ice with all the platinum under that
Those ain't Rolex diamonds  what the **** you done to that
Y'all rapping-ass niggas  y'all funny to me
You're selling records  being you but still you want to be me
I guess for every buck you make it's like a hundred for me
And still you running around thinking you got something on me
But I done did it and y'all want to take my flow  and run with it
That's cool  I was the first one with it
Original  Jiggas the future flow digital
Still busting a gat when she gets critical
Sit it down  I don't want y'all to get it confused
I rip it down  like I ain't got nothing to lose
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Groupies I leave them all ****ed  niggas  all struck
Your single was 99 cents  mines was 4 bucks
Last year  when niggas thought it was all up
But this year I've done it again  Jigga  What the ****
Nigga stop whining  Jigga  still shining
Niggas kept complaining so I copped more diamonds
Rock more Versace  ain't nothing sweet
I still throw tree in your body  fleeing the party
Y'all can't go with me  nope  flow with me
Bet 50  not dollars either I brought some dough with me
I flow like the 5 series  in various areas
And blow holes in your weak niggas theories
It's funny how one verse can **** up the game
You bought a 4 0 you better get your change
Ain't no platinum in those Cartiers  switch your frame
Ain't no manicures on board  then switch your plane
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