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All About the Benjamins

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Uh, uh huh, yeah

It's all about the Benjamins baby, uh

Now what y'all wanna do?

Wanna be ballers? Shot callers?

Brawlers, who be dippin' in the Benz wit the spoilers

On the low from the Jake in the Taurus

Tryin' to get my hands on some Grants like Horace

Yeah livin' the raw deal, three course meals

Spaghetti, fettucini and veal but still, everything's real in the field

And what you can't have now, leave when your will

But don't knock me for tryin' to bury, seven zeros over in Rio Dijanery

Ain't nobody's hero but I wanna be heard

On your hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word

Swimmin' in women wit they own condominiums

Five plus fives, who drive millineiums

It's all about the Benjamins, what?

I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the mutts

Five carats on my hands wit the cuts

And somethin' European

(I want all figgas f**k bein' a broke n**a)

Chromed out wit' the clutch, what?

Drinkin' Malt liquor, drivin' a broke vigor

I'm wit mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers

Rockin' bejor denims wit gold zippers

Lost your touch we kept thous, poppin' crystals

Freakin' the three quarter reptiles

Enormous cream, forest green, Benz jeep

For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme

We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you

You should do what we do, stack chips like Hebrews

Don't let the melody intrigue you 'cause I leave you, I'm only here

For that green paper with the eagle

I'm strictly tryin' to cop those, colossal sized Picasso's

And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's

Mienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa

And the Latin chick tranportin' in the chocha

Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober

Lex and Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota

Avoidin' narc's wit camcorders and Chevy novas

Stash in the buildin' wit this chick named Alona

From daytona, when I was young I wants to bone her

But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants

Trickin', they takin' me skiing, at the aspens

Uhh, gangsta mental, stay poppin' crystal

Pack a black pistil in the ac' coupe that's dark brown

Pinky ringin', gondolas wit the man singin'

Italian music down the river wit your chick clingin'

To my bizzalls, player you mad false

Actin' hard when you as p**y as Rupaul

Come on, uh huh

It's all about the Benjamins baby, uh huh, yeah

It's all about the Benjamins baby, uh huh, yeah

It's all about the Benjamins baby, uh huh, yeah

It's all about the Benjamins baby, uh huh, yeah

(Now, what y'all wanna do?)

It's all about the Benjamins baby

(Wanna be ballers, shot-callers, brawlers)

It's all about the Benjamins baby

It's all about the Benjamins baby

(Brawlers who be dippin' in the Benz wit the spoilers)

It's all about the Benjamins baby

(On the low from the Jake in the Taurus)

Uhh, uhh, what the blood clot?

(It's all about)

Wanna bumble wit the bee hahh?

Throw a hex on a whole family

Dressed in all black like the Omen

Have your friends singin' this is for my homey

And you know me, for makin' niggaz so sick

Floss in my 6 with the Lex on the wrist

If it's murder, you know she wrote it

German Luger for your ass b**h, d**t it

Know you wanna fill the room 'cause it's platinum coated

Take your pick, got a fire arm you shoulda toted, suck a d**k

All that bullshit you kick, playa hatin' from the sideline

Get your own s**t, why you ridin' mine?

I'm, a good fella kinda lady

Stash 380's in Mercedes, Puffy hold me down baby

Only female in my crew and I kick s**t

Like a n**a do, pull the trigga too, f**k you

I been had skills, crystal spills

Hide bills in Brazil, about a mil to ice grill

Make it hard to figure me, liquor be, kickin' me

In my a**e, uhhh, undercover, Donny Brascoe

Well that's my east coast girl, the Bentley to Twirl

My west coast shorty, push the chrome 740

Rockin' Redman and naughty, all in my kitty-kat

Half a brick of yea, in the bra, where her t**s at

And I'm livin' that, whole life, we push weight

F**k the state pen, f**k h**s at Penn State

Listen close it's Francis, the praying mantis

Attack with the mac, my left hand spit, right hand

Grip on the whip, for the smooth getaway

Playa haters get away or my lead will spray

Squeeze off till I'm empty, don't tempt me

Only to hell I send thee, all about the Benji's, what?

It's all about the Benjamins baby, uh huh, yeah

It's all about the Benjamins baby, uh huh, yeah

It's all about the Benjamins baby, yeah

It's all about the Benjamins baby, yeah, yeah, yeah

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