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Uh, uh-huh, yeahUh, uh-huh, yeah, it's all about the Benjamins babyUh, uh-huh, yeah, it's all about the Benjamins baby Goodfellas, uhNow, what y'all wanna do?Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers?Who be dippin' in the Benz wit the spoilersOn the low from the Jake in the TaurusTryin' to get my hands on some Grants like HoraceYeah livin' the raw deal, three course meals spaghetti, fettuccine, and vealBut still, everything's real in the fieldAnd what you can't have now, leave in your willBut don't knock me for tryin' to burySeven zeros, over in Rio DijaneryAin't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heardOn your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my wordSwimmin' in women wit' they own condominiumsFive plus Fives, who drive MillineumsIt's all about the Benjamins, what?I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the muttsFive carats on my hands wit the cutsAnd some'n European figures, fuck the clutch, what? (I want a all chromed out, fuck bein a broke nigga)Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a Bro' VegaI'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uh)Rockin' Bejor denims, wit' gold zippers (c'mon)SongtexteLost your touch? We kept ours, poppin' CristalsFreakin' the three-quarter reptiles (ahahah)Enormous cream, forest green, Benz jeep for my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe youYou should do what we do, stack chips like HebrewsDon't let the melody intrigue you (uh-uh)Cause I leave you, I'm only hereFor that green paper with the eagle, I'm strictly tryin' to cop those, colossal sized Picasso'sAnd have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (whoo!)Mienda, with cash flowin' like SosaAnd the Latin chick tranportin' in the chochaStampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober Lex and Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota (uh)Avoidin NARC's wit camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh)Stash in the buildin' wit' this chick named Alona (uh-huh)From Daytona, when I was young I wants to bone her (uh-huh)But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants (hahaha)Trickin', they takin me skiing, at the Aspens (c'mon)Uh, gangsta mental, stay poppin' CristalPack a black pist-al in the Ac' Coupe that's dark brown (whoo!)Pinky-ringin', gondolas wit the man singin'Italian music down the river wit your chick clingin'To my bizzalls, player you mad falseActin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaulC'mon, c'mon, uh-huh it's all about the Benjamins babyUh-huh, yeah, it's all about the Benjamins babyUh-huh, yeah, it's all about the Benjamins babyUh-huh, yeah, it's all about the Benjamins baby, uh-huh, yeahNow, what y'all wanna do?Wanna be ballers, shot-callers brawlers who be dippin' in the Benz wit the spoilersOn the low from the Jake in the TaurusUh, uh, what the blood clot?Wanna bumble wit the Bee hah?Bzzz, throw a hex on a whole family (yeah, yeah yeah)Dressed in all black like "The Omen" (say what?)Have your friends singin' This is for my homey' (that's right)And you know me, from makin' niggas so sickFloss in my 6 with the Lex on the wristIf it's Murder, you know she wrote it (uh-huh)German Luger for your ass bitch, deep throatedKnow you wanna fill the room cause it's platinum coatedTake your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dickAll that bullshit you kick, playa hatin' from the sidelineGet your own shit, why you ridin' mine? (uh-huh)I'm, a Goodfella kinda ladyStash 380's and Mercedes, Puffy hold me down baby!Only female in my crew, and I kick shitLike a nigga do, with a trigga too, fuck you (Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh)I been had skills, Cristal spillsHide bills in Brazil, about a mill' to ice grillMake it hard to figure me, liquor be, kickin' meIn my asshole, uh, undercover, "Donnie Brasco"Lent my East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)My West coast shorty, push the chrome 7-40Rockin Redman and Naughty, "Oh where my kitty kat?"Half a brick of yea, in the bra, where her titties atAnd I'm livin' that, whole life, we push weight (uh-huh)Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State (c'mon)Listen close it's Francis, the Praying MantisAttack with the Mac, my left hand spit, right handGrip on the whip, for the smooth getawayPlaya haters get away or my lead will spraySqueeze off til I'm empty, don't tempt meOnly, to Hell I send thee, all about the Benji's, what?It's all about the Benjamins baby uh-huh, yeahIt's all about the Benjamins baby uh-huh, yeahIt's all about the Benjamins baby uh-huh, yeahIt's all about the Benjamins baby uh-huh, yeahIt's all about the Benjamins baby uh-huh, yeahIt's all about the Benjamins baby uh-huh, yeahIt's all about the Benjamins baby uh-huh, yeahIt's all about the Benjamins baby uh-huh, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania