*Note: There's (of course...) lots of distortion, and some kind of cool delay effects goin' on here throughout the song. Also, the tuning here is standard, on the "Rock Remix II" they use dropped D tuning (I think), and it's *almost* the same thing. Play around with it. Verse (Under Puffy): E||-------------------------------------------------------------- B||-------------------------------------------------------------- G||-------------------------------------------------------------- D||--5---5-5-----3-5-----5-8------------------------------------- A||--5---5-5-----3-5-----5-8------------------------------------- E||--3---3-3-----1-3-----3-6------------------------------------- Cool little riff thing: E||-------------------------------------------------------------- B||-------------------------------------------------------------- G||-------------------------------------------------------------- D||---5-4-3------------------------------------------------------ A||----------4--3-1---------------------------------------------- E||-------------------------------------------------------------- Intro to the riff thing (halfway through the song): E||-------------------------------------------------------------- B||-------------------------------------------------------------- G||-------------------------------------------------------------- D||-------------------------------------------------------------- A||-----1--3--4-5--5-4-3----------------------------------------- E||-3-3-------------------4--3-1--------------------------------- Under The Lox's(?) Part: E||-------------------------------------------------------------- B||-------------------------------------------------------------- G||-------------------------------------------------------------- D||--5-----9--8--7----------------------------------------------- A||--5-----9--8--7----------------------------------------------- E||--3-----7--6--5----------------------------------------------- Under Lil' Kim's part: E||-------------------------------------------------------------- B||-------------------------------------------------------------- G||-------------------------------------------------------------- D||--5---4---3---2----------------------------------------------- A||--5---4---3---2----------------------------------------------- E||--3---2---1---0----------------------------------------------- Under the Notorious B.I.G.'s part: E||-------------------------------------------------------------- B||-------------------------------------------------------------- G||-------------------------------------------------------------- D||--5---4---3---2----------------------------------------------- A||--5---4---3---2----------------------------------------------- E||--3---2---1---0----------------------------------------------- Oh, I found some lyrics: Uhh, uh-huh, yeah Uhh, uh-huh, yeah It's all about the Benjamins baby Uhh, uh-huh, yeah It's all about the Benjamins baby Goodfellas, uhh 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 *** 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 Interlude: Puff Daddy C'mon, c'mon, uh-huh It's all about the Benjamins baby Uh-huh, yeah (repeat 4X) It's all about the Benjamins baby Now, what y'all wanna do? It's all about the Benjamins baby Wanna be ballers, shot-callers It's all about the Benjamins baby Brawlers -- who be dippin in the Benz wit the spoilers It's all about the Benjamins baby On the low from the Jake in the Taurus Verse Four: Lil' Kim (overlaps last two lines of interlude) Uhh, uhh, what the blood clot? Wanna bumble wit the Bee hahh? BZZZZT, throw a hex on a whole family (yeah... yeah yeah) Dressed in all black like the Oman (say what?) Have your friends singin 'This is for my homey' (that's right) And you know me, from makin niggaz so sick Floss in my 6 with the Lex on the wrist If it's Murder, you know She Wrote it (uh-huh) German Ruger for your ass bitch, deep throated Know you wanna fill the room cause it's platinum coated Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick All that bull*** you kick, playa hatin from the sideline Get your own ***, why you ridin mine? (uh-huh) I'm, a Goodfella kinda lady Stash 380's and Mercedes, Puffy hold me down baby! Only female in my crew, and I kick *** like a nigga do, with a trigga too, *** you (Big: Yeah, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh!) Verse Five: Notorious B.I.G. I been had skills, Cristal spills Hide bills in Brazil, about a mil to ice grill Make it hard to figure me, liquor be, kickin me in my asshole, uhhh, undercover, Donni Brascoe Lent my East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh) My West coast shorty, push the chrome 740 Rockin Redman and Naughty, all in my kitty-kat Half a brick of yea, in the bra, where her titties at And I'm livin that, whole life, we push weight (uh-huh) *** the state pen, *** hoes at Penn State (c'mon) 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 Playa 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 Benji's What?? Outro: Puff Daddy It's all about the Benjamins baby Uh-huh, yeah (repeat 8X)
