Big Suga And Pac, And Big [B.G.] Me the B.G., and Baby my fuckin Two livin paper chasers from uptown Bout money and bitches, puttin in ditches We roll in trucks like and Expeditions Our like Moses and Jesus Ask one of our hoes, no comin between us Two young kingpins, that's how they treat us Steaks and fettucini is what they us Nigga ridin shinin, me and my be sippin the finest and spendin G's, makin trips back and to Texas, we flyin; tryin to make a mill' y'all we roll with the motto, "Ball til we fall" Fuck wit B, you B.G. all the way out there Fuck wit me G you bringin Baby all the way out ninety-two ninety-three our love been there We never spend to a pussy, Cash niggaz share I'm a Big Tymer, that's a Suga Slim just signed a, million contract (?) Capone thuggin quick to bust yo' head Watch your tone in that mansion is we lay our head at We play gold floss rocks and drive drop-tops Way I bust it look like and 'Pac
Wayne] Like Suge and 'Pac, Puff and B.I.G Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six Like 'Face and J., Russ and Run Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a
Like J. and 'Face, like and Run Baby and B.G. comin through like assault rifle guns Worth more money than these niggaz wonder You better thank nigga we hit blocks like thunder Comin through a dark a black on black Hummer It ain't no secret we showed our ass last We both got three or fo' we bank at first Embassy playboy to our riches Me and this nigga we tighter than stitches He the motherfuckin and I'm the game spitter And if you you wit him I'll clear my bank on one of you bitches And I'll put that on my Ma and my Pa and they restin in peace It ain't nuttin in this gon' fuck wit Baby and little B.G., wit Mannie beats Wit Suga Slim's brains behind all heat and my Hot Boyz ridin right beside me Nigga I'll bet a dolars to yo' light bill I'll bet my Rolex wit my bezel to yo' cable bill It ain't in this industry could fuck wit Cash Money cause we keep it real nigga, that
[Lil Now what? Like Suge and 'Pac, Puff and B.I.G and B.G. tryin to clock six figs Like 'Face and J., like and Run Baby and B.G. tryin to a million, what?
[B.G.] I got love for my nigga He I rapped, came on VL and saved me Now we ballin, livin it's gravy I'm gettin my shine on, don't you hate me? B.G. and Baby, livin pah We just to hustle and get out the hood dog Fuck wit me and my boy, I you would dog We ridin dirty and put that on the hood dog
Now what make hoes thank that I ain't rich? What make these think the diamonds on my Rolex ain't the shit? My brotha Prime taught me how to wear two at one time I'm gon' shine til I die Me and this been together since he was twelve Hangin out at club, Rolexes daybreak my beeper ring bells Now I knew this nigga would end up swell I used my to keep him writin rhymes cause I knew he'a be at one time Now I done in the flyest cars It ain't no secret B.G.'s a Cash Money superstar
[Lil Like Suge and 'Pac, Puff and B.I.G Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six Like 'Face and J., Russ and Run Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a Suge and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G Baby and B.G. tryin to six figs Like 'Face and J., Russ and Run Nigga Baby and B.G. to clock a million, ha?
Ain't could fuck wit us playboy We take it how you it, that's the issue nigga We clockin all gravy If it ain't about that money we ain't havin seein no We doin we got to do, we clockin G's Antoine, my lil' potnah from Tennessee It's all gravy playboy, how you luv nigga? We clockin playboy, if you don't like it that's the issue Get it how you live How you luv that If it don't make money it don't make sense I wear two on my wrist, at fifty G's a piece How's that nigga? That's a hundred I done put two G's on my grill My dog Fresh to redo his shit Nigga we just gon' have gold and How you luv playboy? Drankin Crystal, bottles Niggaz ain't drankin no more Niggaz wearin rangs cost G's earrings cost 'em twenty G's Niggaz's cost 'em ten G's homes costin two mill-ion Nigga gettin furs, nigga hoes gettin gators Niggaz just. dumpin haters It no thang boy, how you luv that nigga? Believe boy (man I love yo' momma)