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It's All About the Benjamins [Rock Remix II]
Diddy
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It's all about the Benjamins, baby
It's all about the Benjamins, baby
Uh (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Uh-huh, yeah (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Uh (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins
It's all about the Benjamins (yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins (yeah)
Yeah
What y'all wanna do?
Wanna be ballers, shot callers, brawlers
Who be dippin' in the Benz with 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 (yeah)
Spaghetti (yeah), fะตttuccine (yeah), and veal (yeah)
But still, evะตrything's real in the field (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeroes over in Rio Dijanery
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
On your and every day, that's my word
Swimmin' in women with they own condominiums
Five plus five's, who drive Millenniums
It's all about the Benjamins, what
I get a fifty pound bag of Euk for the mutts
Five carats on my hands with the cuts
In somethin' European chromed out with the clutch, what
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Viga
I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers
Rocking Girbaud denims with gold zippers
Lost your touch, we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
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
Let the melody intrigue you (uh-uh), 'cause I leave you
I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle
I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picassos
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (woo)
Tienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa
And a Latin chick transportin' in her chocha
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Flexin' Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota
Avoidin' NARCs with camcorders and Chevy Novas
Stash in the building with this chick named Wilona
From Daytona, when I was young, I wanted to bone her
But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants
Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspens, ugh
Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown
Pinky-ringin', gondolas with the man singin'
Italian music down the river with your chick clingin'
To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's
C'mon
It's all about the Benjamins (hey)
It's all about the Benjamins, (hey)
It's all about the Benjamins, (hey)
It's all about the Benjamins
Yeah
Now, what y'all wanna do?
Wanna be ballers, shot-callers, brawlers
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Wanna bumble with the Bee, huh?
Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole family (ahah)
Dressed in all black like The Omen
If you have your friends singin', "this is for my homie" (that's right)
And you know me from makin' niggas so sick
Floss in my six, with the 'lex on the wrist
If it's murder, you know she wrote it (uh-huh)
German Ruger for yo', throat (come on)
Know you wanna feel the womb (yeah) 'cause it's platinum-coated
Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
All that bullshit, player-hatin' from the sideline
Get your own, why you ridin' mine?
I'm a Goodfella kinda lady
Stash 380s in Mercedes, puffy, hold me down, baby
Only female in my crew and I kick
Hard, hard, hard, hard
I been had skills, Cristal spills
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill', the ice grill
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin' me
In my asshole, undercover, Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl (come on) the Bentley to twirl (come on)
My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740 (come on)
Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
And I'm livin' that whole life, we push weight
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes in Penn State
Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the MAC (yeah), my left hand spit (yeah)
Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway
Playa haters, get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what?
What, what, what, what, what
It's all about the Benjamins, hey
It's all about the Benjamins, hey
It's all about the Benjamins, hey
It's all about the Benjamins, hey
What y'all wanna do? (it's all about the Benjamins, hey)
Wanna be ballers, shot-callers, brawlers (t's all about the Benjamins, hey)
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus, what
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