featuring The Lox 
Verse One: Puff Daddy 
Now... what y'all wanna do? 
Wanna be ballers? Shot callers? 
Brawlers    who be dippin in the Benz wit the spoilers 
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus 
Tryin to get my hands on some Grants like Horace 
Yeah livin the raw deal  three course meals 
Spaghetti  fettucini  and veal 
But still  everything's real in the field 
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 Dijanery 
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard 
on your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word 
Swimmin in women wit they own condominiums 
Five plus Fives, who drive Millineums 
It's all about the Benjamins, what? 
I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the mutts 
Five carats on my hands wit the cuts 
And swim in European figures 
f*** bein a broke nigga 

Verse Two: Jadakiss (overlaps last two lines of Puff Daddy) 
I want a all chromed out wit the clutch, nigga 
Drinkin malt liquor, drivin a Bro' Vega 
I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uhh) 
Rockin Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon) 
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin Cristals 
Freakin the three-quarter reptiles (ahahah) 
Enormous cream, forrest green -- Benz jeep 
for my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme (that's right) 
We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you 
You should do what we do, stack chips like *Hebrews* 
Don't let the melody intrigue you (uh-uh) 
Cause I leave you, I'm only here 
for that green paper which lead you 

Verse Three: Sheek 
I'm strictly tryin to cop those, colossal sized Picasso's 
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (whoo!) 
Mienda, with cash flowin like Sosa 
And the latin chick tranportin in the chocha 
Stampedin over, pop Mo's, never sober 
Lex and Range Rovers dealin weight by Minnesota (uhh) 
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 (ahahaha) 
Trickin, they takin me skiing, at the Aspens (c'mon) 
Uhh, gangsta mental, stay poppin Cristal 
Pack 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 false 
Actin hard when you as pussy as RuPaul