wooo wooo the bitches the greens and the cream money tell me what the money i m a making money money machine i went from yes to no good my pulse is so hood i went from broke rented benz s check your face double take in the mirror now that s one bad sand nigga i stick my toes in some dirty dope and i stick my dick in famous bitches whoa re dick another chick cause i m sick of your bullshit how you stay fly with your gold missing hit this block as my stomach growls then i hit the kitchen for momma s chicken i while i m pissing wooo wooo coming in your life yeah we life on the corner niggas lined up with the cameras like reporters i m a motherfucking big star big star big star big star big star big star the bitches the greens and the cream money tell me what the money i m a making money money machine all i need is weed and riches a couple bad bitches switches in a six fo indo out my window houses by the beaches and bleachers for the sneakers shows full of hoes that blow me through their nose my flow s blew off their clothes like marilyn monroe them right i m fucking dope got hoes dropping i know you better allow my pinocchio to grow bigger i creep in deep in a freak like a sand digger trouble maker saddle when i take ya hater braker butts from jamaica shit i take all em bitches that ya came with  