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[Intro: Banks]
Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!

Lloyd Banks]
You know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm still in here tryin to get a out the do'
High bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably roll
From the to the lobby from the lobby to the do'
If you with the program ma you gotta go

[Verse 1: Banks]
I move like it's Po' Po' behind me, cocoa inside me, so and grimey
Fo' Fo' beside me, hoes to find me
Wherever there's money, I'm the shit honey (WOO!!!)
Hood nigga with the rubberband grip
If I go broke I make you and your man dummy
Yeah nigga, you don't want it with them bigger
Cross us, your on we bare niggaz
Yeah nigga here trigga teflon chest G's up
Freeze up and you'll end up in your
It's the protege of 50, inspired by
Burns more Ziggy, them lil' niggaz dig me
I been out lately, so I'm smokin more than ever
Dead smack in the hood good out my leather
I'm a Fella, in a G-Unit hood sweater
If bitch give me a sign I'm a get her

[Chorus: Lloyd
You know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that won't spend a on a hoe
I'm still in here to get a model out the do'
High bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't know
And If I wasn't Banks shorty wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby the lobby to the do'
If you ain't the program ma you gotta go

2: 50 Cent]
Cause were always we move around with the toasters
Push the to the smokers, warnin do not approach us
We in the with the pokers, steppin in Gucci Loafers
in Testerossas, stylin in front of vultures
Ma quickly to call us, bitches they know us
After the show they blow us, and do all type of to us
Now I can for me cause me everywhere I be
Niggaz know I'm a G, got it locked got the
We move from to D sippin on Hennessy
rollin the trees, Banks countin the cheese
We get the paper breeze, nigga we overseas
You in the hood, aw that ain't good
town, different tour, different telly, different whore
Triple X, wet sex, next, latex
Condom, condo, I'm my money long though
You lookin for a drink bitch I ain't you lookin for

[Chorus: Lloyd
You already know, my is on my dough
A millionaire won't spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm still in here tryin to get a out the do'
blowin bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably roll
From the to the lobby from the lobby to the do'
If you ain't the program ma you gotta go

3: Young Buck]
I'm out on bond but the forty on me
Bouncin like Lil' Jon thinkin 'bout my dead homies
Watch I hit, need a lick, ain't get me a brick
I keep on shootin dice and I'm sick of this shit
Clientele poppin so the junkies keep comin
And my neighbors is but we still gettin money
On thgis block the sun drop I don't have a home
I do not stop, sellin rocks, till I'm gone
Got a old schools and some iced out jewels
Some G-Unit shoes probably of tatooes
'Bout to stomp me a bitch, put the pump to his
Tell him talk shit, now y'all wanna trip
I it dirty on the East Coast dirty on the West
Just a dirty lil' nigga with a and a vest
tell me you don't like 'em and you know what I'm a do nigga

[Chorus: Banks]
You know, my mind is on my dough
A that won't spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm still in here tryin to get a out the do'
High blowin bottle bottle of that dro
Slidin on the road, in my vehicle that I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably roll
From the Benz to the lobby the lobby to the do'
If you with the program ma you gotta go