Yeah! ("DJ Whoo Kid!")
You nigga's know what time it is!
Money bring the hoes!
I always bring the flows. (come on!)
The foes bring out the foes. Whoooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!
And it goes
I'll get up in ya household
Fuck everything up a little bit them I'm out slow
And I ain't worried bout the noise, cause she out cold
And I'm 'bout dough! – The same nigga from the intro to outro
Hoe! – Black Superman! – Chinchilla for a cape
G-4 when I sore – back an' forth the tour; ("DJ Whoo Kid!")
Boy! – My reign Is sumthin you can't ignore
And after The Rotten Apple you'll understand it more
I'm a G-Unit nigga, nigga you know what it is!
Queens/SouthSide representited!
And when it's all over, you'll remember what I did
Took a 16 and flipped it into a crib
The best puss' sing; can't you hear the chicks scream?
My sounds good as money. – I'm underground king! (KING!)
You can tell I'm doin' my thing by the ring
I get it how I spit it – that stop and stare gleam
I don't handcuff no bitch! (handcuff no bitch!)
I care about everything but that bitch! (but that bitch!)
You could tie her up and gunbutt that bitch! (gunbutt that bitch!)
It won't be no reward I don't love that bitch! (love that bitch!) – Fuck that bitch! (fuck nigga!)
I chase the money. – The money bring the hoes! (bring the hoes!) Whoooooooooooooooo
I chase the money. – The money bring the hoes! (bring the hoes!) Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!
I chase the money. – The money bring the hoes! (bring the hoes!)