[Bigg Ramp Talking]
Wusup, wusup look, man you got to get yo paper right
Get yo money right, you heard me, nobody ain`t gonna do it for ya
You gotta get up and hussle, strap up and do yo thang
Bigg Ramp, Tec-9, Lil` Ya Rest In Peace Yella and
The U gonna do this how ya love that
[Bigg Ramp]
Lay down on a ride, in them fancy car`s, I try to come up
I end up buyin` for it, Momma can`t put the house up
We payin` rent, and we might get evicted
The money spent on the bad habit that I got
That`s all that`s helpin` me,
all the hell I started runnin` with the dope fiends
Momma taught me right from wrong when I was small
But I was hard head baby boy, all I wanted to do was ball
Started hangin` with the wrong crowd, know all the time
Momma love me, but she still kicked me out huh and
She gonna take me back in forty eight hour`s
But I`m livin` on V.L. dog, I`m high AK and showers and
To get five gee`s try`na come up, I bust three head`s
How much is that? Dog that`s fifteen gee`s
So I can shine, like them nigga`s on the end of my street
But if I keep bustin` head`s I`ma be on my feet
[Chorus]
Where the Cash at Mo Money Mo Money
I`m often tired of bein` broke, dog that ain`t funny
I got to strap up and hit the streets
Handle my business, handle my business
What would you do if you was me
[2x]
[Lil` Ya]
Nigga call me big head, I spend big head`s
On the regular, TV`s flexin` in the Lex on my cellular
The fifty five inches turnin`, while I burnin` rubber
Distribute my Hummer, collect snap`s and brother`s
My click consist of nigga`s all about they Luci
Meltin` cheese, makin` cheese, haters boot me
Wanna shoot me, But I got two full AK Glocks and
Pass a joint, lookin` out my rear view mirror
Fuck up and I`ma get rid of ya
I used to dream, started to scheme and I became rich
Moved out of town and started fuckin` Bill Gates bitch
I got a crushed out livin` room set and on the wall
I got a picture of the whole Connect and
In my bed room crushed out marble dresser
Everyday I got to get laid, my man bring the record
I like big stack`s, money make the world go round
I`ve been stackin`, ask the teller at my back Uptown Wootay!
[Chorus-2x]
[Tec-9]
Been good, understood, paper chaser, I be
Hater`s can`t fade me, burin` at four hundred degrease
Sit you down, bout to act a clown, Me from Uptown
Been around, I done laid my law down
Baby girl shake that ass, let a nigga get the digits
Sexually I`m wit it, make yo body explicit
Let`s take a ride to the other side in the bubble eye
Lexus, Rolex dog I`m stayin` on time
I`ma ex-crime commiter, ex-wig splitter
No need to be bitter, I`ma hot girl go getter
Me and my nigga Bigg Ramp, in the tented window Burban
Flossin`, tossin`, nigga got me swervin`
The heart shaped, Gcuizy with a bucket to sip on
Fifty gee`s for the ride, one point five for the home
Only one way, how we do it in that U.P.T.
We ball until we fall, chasin` that paper
You see my style, now you say ya wanna be just like me
Persian rug`s, surrounded by thug`s, nothin` but love
Now you got to love the way I rip it, versatile with the style
I handle all audience, from senior citizens, down to Juvenile
How ya like me now, swimmin` in money up to my neck
Don`t knock me, what `cha say! get yo mind off of my pocket
I got somethin` that look like a rocket for all you
Robbers and jackers, I can`t stop and I won`t stop I`m known as a factor
Livin` like I hit the lotto, candy red El Durago
It`s pumped by the Conto, got pictures by Picasso
Where the money nigga
[Chorus-Till the end]
