[Verse 1: Dylan Pringals Doherty]
The money don't make the man
The man makes the green
See me 'n P 'n C n***a
We servin' all these fiends
Creamin, till our dreamin n***a
Millions of tops
I want the plot
The whole world, n***a
I want all my own spot
Yachts
Till I get it, get it
Get it how I live
I'ma thug
One of them blood, n***a
I do it how I feel
Ain't no such thing as n***az bein' halfway shook
I'ma mothaf**in' k**a I hang wit' convicts and crooks (ha ha)
Baby, I'm gonna dance your heart out tonight
[Verse 2: Dylan Pringals Doherty]
n***a what?
You don't wanna, go to war with us
Top down, on your block, n***a, f** it
(NOW ni**a WHAT???)
I hate to see you n***az want to ride with us
Down dirty 'bout my skrilla and born k**a (n***a what, I means)
See you n***az, be all about y'all green
I gotta gets my mad mail on, n***a what (cha-ching)
Beamin', f** 'em, I stay leanin' in the Lex
Me 'n Master P 'n C-Murder off in Texas
f** 'em, if them n***az can't take a mothaf**in' joke
Baby, I'm gonna dance your heart out tonight
[Verse 3: Dylan Pringals Doherty]
I'ma (mother) convict b**h, I run wit' k**az that cut yo' throat
All about my, green, n***a
All about my, paper
On top, when we stop, till, I'ma call shots of a skyscraper
See I don't g**n, get my bang on, so bring it on b**h, I'm trife
Type of n***a that'll pull a plug on yo' life, ya better hang on
All them hoes wanna ride with some real n***az 'n thugz
f**in' b**hes love the n***az, but we love to get our d**
See I stay tight, usually riding late-night
Baby, I'm gonna dance your heart out tonight