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[Juvenile]Do you know what this ballin is, I'm talking bout marble floorsTricks in private jets, hoes behind Rover doorsYou talked about me bad but what you doinNothin but walkin round tha projects shoo-shooing Get mad when I flash tha karats don't want to see me have itI guess tomorrow I'll be smokin a 'gar in ParisMy cellular ring, ok let's pick up this changeBeeper blowin up, I'm lookin down at tha gameI'm steady changin cars so tha feds won't mess wit mePark tha Q 4-5 and hop in tha CherokeeAt about 8:30 I'll be rollin in a millennium Sippin on condact on my way to my condominium Been rollin livin lavish, eatin in commanders palace Bitches attracted to tha savageWhere niggas is chillin, sleepin in tha Royal SenestaMy girlfriend is my berretta, I never left herWhat you know about them Beamers and Moe-Moe's Them Lexus 4-doors and them '97 VolvosHell I might as well buy me a castle insteadAnd get fed some grace by Miss USA [Hook (Juvenile)]How can I make a million?Without tha feds investigating my building I know niggas gone try me, I'ma have to kill themBut I'ma keep on makin money up until then[Baby]Golds and hoes, niggas doin videos My everyday wear is Reeboks and Girbauds Young nigga look I'm smarter than Russell SimmonsAnd I got more money than tha average niggaI done sold coke nigga, I done hit blocksI done sold rocks, tha cheap shit had to stopI had to be tha biggest nigga on VL blockSo I bust open me a quarter ki spot Two G's a Q-P, now my block is hotA hundred G's a week nigga, so I couldn't stopNow I done stole me a few ki's I'm tha only young nigga Uptown frontin Q-P'sYou don't believe me ask Joe CaseyMy background coke history speak for meDiamonds and gold all across tha T-O-PAnd all these hoes wanna ride in my Lexus JeepIf it ain't cheddar or cheese it ain't gravy And these car stealin hoes stay up off tha streetAnd these playa hatin niggas need to stop passin through tha UPTAnd all my new hoes gone ride in my Hummer But I got a top of tha line bitch beside me And if a nigga fuck up my hoe gone ride for meSee I'll put change on my own brainBitch I spent 50 G's bullet proofin my Hummer man 25 G's on Fresh's Suburban niggaWe all pack vests nigga, I know you heard me nigga Big Rufus got a Tec and a Lex and he flexin And if a nigga disrespect God gone have to bless em And let his mom dress em cause it's all good It's all gravy, bitch nigga stop playa hatin [Hook][Mannie Fresh]I done did more hoes than Michael Jackson done showsI done made more money than Tommy sale clothes I don't think that you can umout shine me man You need to um stand behind me manCome through this bitch lit up like December Givin all these pretty hoes something to remember I'ma nigga wit some endangered specie boots Spillin crystal on tha floor oppps Picture me and yo old' lady butt naked and shit She drunker than a muthafucka, suckin my dickI just gave yo hoe a hundred for her troubleAnd I'm telling her we can bade in Moet bubblesSeparate my money, and thenBig Tymers whip they ass wit 20's and 10'smore