[Intro - - talking] Money, power and fame like - Denzel Washington, (Hey!, hey!, hey!)
[Female (Chamillitary mayne)
[Chorus - (Z-Ro) {Both}] Don't try to knock the 'cause ya just wastin ya time I'm cooler than Washington with mine I know I'm a playa, (I I'm a playa) {I know I'm a money playa, so playa} (Don't try to knock the hustle 'cause ya just ya time I'm than Denzel Washington with mine) I know I'm a (I I'm a playa) {I I'm playa so you haters, you're just wastin ya time}
1 - Chamillionaire] I keep the wallet with the wads, so I'm ridin with the the clip is fully loaded as the inside of my garage (cars) Look at all my broads, if you to see the stars Find me and you gon' feel you done found ya way to Mars the paper punctuated (hey!), yeah that's the new philosophy A G I gotta be, on top of like an apostrophe Fame must of got to me (hey!), is got to be I myself, write a check and make it out to me can't be choosers (choosers), go and get a ruler Chain extra long Wilt Chamberlain's my jeweler (hey!) Other known as Koopa, ain't nobody Brain is her thing then love to be my tutor (hey!) She lovin my cologne, huh, the odor smelled money, Ben Franklin's what I told her (hey!) Pistol I'm a tote a, big swangers on my So they talkin about my in the city like promoters, hold up
[Verse 2 - Z-Ro (Chamillionaire) I'm a thug, so my criminal ain't clean (The ain't clean, clean) That's why I'm paranoid police (Lookin out for the police) I'm a but I'm still street (You know we keep it street, street) I got the gun my seat, so don't agitate me In the blink of an e-y-e, you will become a memory, I will never my gun on safety 'Cause been feelin the strangest feeling lately (Chasin money, you them haters hate it) The 300 is cool but I Mercedes It ain't fraudulent about me Five Deuce Hoover (And can't no woman get no out of me) Unless Grandma, Dottie or Auntie I represent S.U.C. (And I'm a it down for Chamillitary) When I meet up 2Pac and Pimp C {And I'm gone they gon' still remember me}
[Verse 3 - If you knew what I then you would know what's in my bank account And you would know why those that talk too much and me ain't out Rats be runnin in traps and I ain't hangin with Danger Mouse Walkin into Forbes, of swore I heard my name announced Ain't about no dough but wonderin why I'm so rude to you I only talk that (dollar), talk that (digit), that (numeral) with all the gossipin, it's business as usual Ben passed away and I was present at the funeral You in my house? Dog I hope that what you ain't about I keep a Vick, so I hope you good at breakin out Breakin in my vault? Naw, I hope this make you doubt I got the right to think that I'm the because I paid the cost