Zapp IV beneath the ashtray woofers in the back
  Water in the duals make loud glass pack
  Gold tippytoes without a liquor crown
  Bought a set of vogues and left the stickers on
  Seven grand worth a buck for the trunks
  Paid cash all ones
  Some old bitch came up to me and said "What's the latest bro?"
  I said "I'm tryin to have more chips than Las Vegas hoe"
  She said "Can I roll with you? I get the dicks hard"
  I said, "You can work the strips and on my boulevard"
  "How much would I make?" I said, "Mega
  Just bring me back my scrill scratch paper"
  Heart heart money money street street hustle
  Sex, drugs, smuggle, bubble
  Horns, dialin, speakers, subbin
  Sound just like the inside of a club-bin
  How many times could a Conrad come so buttery?
  Always on to' back have people lovin me
  Alcoholic drunk that ain't no gimmick B
  I'm always in and out the Betty Ford clinic see
  Drunk paraphenalia cream butterscotch
  Illegal like a garbage of hover rocks
  Workin off my pager you know the ropes I'm makin that
  cabbage cornbread like Oprah
  Diamond satch-uels from ja-fuckin-hoe
  Pose just like a pimp smokin a honey blunt
  In a Major Way I tried to told ya
  Niggaz have my shit fucked back in the days but now they know a
  Sold a bunch of units underground
  They was bumpin Save a Hoe in every town
  Rumor has it that I died I got smoked main
  But I'm alive, they was talkin about somebody else main
  *chorus*
  We say dem niggaz P.H.
  But dey really ain't knowin, dey ain't no
  Me rather stack more papes
  And steady get to bubblin, yeah fo' sho'
  Revenues, on my mind
  I can't hold back, now's the time
  Bust a dope addict crack fiend in the jaw
  Fool had his spook on tried to steal my car
  Da Bay, where hoes be janky, sheist
  And niggaz, do so much dirt we got lice
  Prices, go up and down like a teeter-totter
  Filthy shit, ring around the collar
  Just the other day I heard a Bootsy nigga shout
  "Man that nigga don't be doin all that damn shit he talk about"
  Fools think they know me think they got me figured out
  But nigga... nigga?!!
  I plays this shit for bread and meat
  So nigga if you feel froggish leap
  I don't smoke dog food sherm loop or snow
  But I leave a trail of beadies everywhere I go
  So tell a friend like Alpha Beta
  I'm gonna get it like T.C. the money maker, I know you're with it
  Mayday mayday, unexplained object comin your way
  Breaker breaker it's E-40 bitches call me the ahh
  ballin ass, tight clean talkin Big Willer
  Money hungry, penny pinchin stingy nigga
  On the sc-rilla, always on the go-getter
  Scoop a baitch and we can split her
  *chorus*
  Me have no time for de bullshiters (4X)