I`m peelin off domes with a baseball bat
Forty-four Magnum, choice of gat
Mercury tip fillin up my clip
I can shoot him in the dome or I can get him in the hip
but boom, look at all the niggaz runnin out the room
Just another soldier, causin doom
No I don`t bang but I like to wound... my enemy
Who is the enemy, I`m glad you asked
Any motherfucker standin in my path
Got a Bentley Turbo, now you wanna jack
but remember, Mack Daddy is strapped
And when you`re platinum, niggaz start dissin
Record companies think you`re missin
But I`m back *clap clap (gunfire)*
I`m back *clap clap (gunfire)*
I`m back and I got a bigger gat *click BOOM*
Now the positive rhymes is onnnn
And I`m positively hittin that dome
You might want mine but you can`t get mine
Rather put a hot nine right up in your behind
I`m not the nigga that you wanna recoup
And I don`t wear a Giorgio suit
but I`m down for my business so please don`t step
You heard about my lawfirm`s rep, I check my bank
Chorus: DJ Punisher and Sir Mix-a-Lot
Cash money, cash-cash.. money Boom! Here I am, rich
Checkin my bank
Cash money, cash-cash.. money Boom! Here I am, rich
AhhhI checks my bank
Cash money, cash-cash.. money Boom! Here I am, rich
Straight checkin my bank
Cash money, cash-cash-cash-cash.... cash money
In the magazine I look like a dope man
cause I`m paid, and I`m suckin up to no man
And in the rap game I gets no respect
cause I`m checkin more bank than the Heat check
Yeah I`m a pimp and my hoe is the system
Uncle Sam might think I just dissed him
But nah I`m just pumpin straight facts
You either be a mack, or you get macked
Some of the jealous wanna roll on the boss
But this HK`s keepin em tossed
Cause I duck them deuce deuce treys at point blank range
*automatic gunfire* Attitudes get changed
I`m about making these dividends
and every motherfucker ain`t my friend
And I check my back when I count my snaps
And niggaz that snatch get slapped
Girls wanna roll, that`s cool
but I`m not to be played that fool
Some niggaz think a brother with money is slippin
but I`ve be down, so quit trippin
My goal, to increase the size of this bank
I hold, and bring up the brothers whose down
to roll, and keep all the shit under my control
That`s how I`m livin, I check my bank
Chorus: DJ Punisher
Cash money, cash-cash.. money
Clockin more dollars than Chase Manhattan
*repeat 2X*
I check my bank *DJ Punisher starts scratch*
C`mon Punish! Cash money
A word to the cops, I can`t be stopped
A word to my enemies, I don`t drop props
A word to the Klan, I don`t pick crops
You can run up with your whip but you`ll just run up and get popped
A word to the Tipper, rap won`t fall
A word to the bourgeoise, fuck all y`all
A word to Apartheid you bouts to fall
You can kill a couple brothers but you`ll never get us all
Straight laced game`s what I`m poppin at the new jacks
Mack Daddy niggaz like to snatch fat sacks
I used to be nice with my rhymes, and now I drop dimes
*Beastie Boys scratch What`s the time?*
It`s time to get paid in the nine-two G
Recession never stopped a nigga like me
I`m breakin no laws but I`m livin on edge
Puttin CEO`s to bed
Business, straight yankin in dead presidents
It`s like sellin dope, but the money ain`t bent
The game is stiff, but I`ma get mine
My set is a dollar sign, I check my bank
Yup, checkin my bank, fool, ha ha
Yup, I check my bank, sheeit
Straight checkin my bank
C`mon Punish! *DJ Punisher starts scratchin*
Punish em! Punish em!
Show these DJ`s what time it is Punish
