It's All About the Benjamins [Multimedia Track]

Uh, uh-huh, yeah
Uh, uh-huh, yeah (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Uh, uh-huh, yeah (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
(Goodfellas, uh)

Now, what y'all wanna do?
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers?
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Tryna get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Yeah, livin' the raw deal
Three course meals, spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
But still, everything's real in the field (uh, yeah)
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeros, over in Rio de Janeiry
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
On your HOT97 everyday, that's my word
Swimmin' in women with they own condominiums
Five plus five's, who drive Millineums
It's all about the Benjamins, what?
I get a fifty pound bag of Euk for the mutts
Five carats on my hands with the cuts
In something European chromed out with the clutch, what

I wanna hold figures, fuck being a broke nigga
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Vigor
I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Girbaud denims with gold zippers (come on)
Lost your touch, we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles
Enormous cream, forest green Benz Jeep
For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme (that's right)
You see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you
You should do what we do, stack chips like
Don't let the melody intrigue you, 'cause I leave you
I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle

I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picasso's
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (woo)
Tienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa
And a Latin chick transportin' in the chocha
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Flexin' Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota (uh)
Avoidin' narcs with camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh)
Stash in the building with this chick named Wilona (uh-huh)
From Daytona, when I was young I wanted to bone her (uh-huh)
But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants (ahaha)
Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspens, uh
Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown (woo)
Pinkie ringin', gondolas with the man singin'
Italian music down the river with your chick clingin'
To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's

Come on, come on, uh-huh
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)

Now, what y'all wanna do? (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers? (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers (it's all about the Benjamins, baby)
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus (uh, uh, what the bloodclaat?)

Wanna bumble with the bee, huh?
Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole family (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dressed in all black like The Omen (say what?)
Have your friends singin', "This is for my homie" (that's right)
And you know me from makin' niggas so sick
Floss in my six, with the Lex' on the wrist
If it's murder, you know she wrote it (uh-huh)
German Ruger for your ass, bitch, deepthroat it (come on)
Know you wanna feel the womb 'cause it's platinum-coated
Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
All that bullshit you kick, player-hatin' from the sidelines
Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine? (Uh-huh)
I'm a Goodfella kinda lady
Stash 380's in Mercedes, Puffy, hold me down, baby (I got you)
Only female in my crew and I kick shit like a nigga do (uh, uh, uh)
Pull the trigger too, fuck you (come on)

I been had skills, Cristal spill
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill', the ice grill (that's right)
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin' me
In my asshole, undercover, Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740
Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
And I'm livin' that for life, we push weight (uh-huh)
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway
Player haters, get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what

It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (uh-huh, yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (yeah)
It's all about the Benjamins, baby (yeah, yeah, yeah)