โหลดเพลง mp3 It's All About the Benjamins (Rock Remix I) - P. Diddy

It's All About The Benjamins (Rock Remix I) - Diddy (吹牛老爹)/The Family
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, fettuccine, 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**k bein' a broke ni**a
I want a all chromed out wit the clutch, ni**a
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a Bro' Vega
I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers
(C'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristal's
Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles
Enormous cream, forest 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
'Cause I leave you, I'm only here for that green paper which lead you
I'm strictly tryin' to cop those, colossal sized Picasso's
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's
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
Avoidin' NARC's wit camcorders and Chevy Novas
Stash in the buildin' wit this chick named Alona
From Daytona, when I was young I wants to bone her
But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants
Trickin', they takin' me skiing, at the Aspens
(C'mon)
Uh, gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Pack a black pistol in the Ac' Coupe that's dark brown
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 p**sy as RuPaul
It's all about the Benjamins baby
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Now, what y'all want to do
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Want to be ballers, shot-callers
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Brawlers, who be dipping in the Benz with the spoilers
It's all about the Benjamins baby
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
What the blood clot
Want to bumble with the Bee huh
Bzzz throw a hex on the whole family
Dressed in all black like The Omen
Have your friends singing "this is for my homies"
And you know me from making niggas so sick
Floss in my six with the 'Lex on the wrist
If it's murder, you know she wrote it
German Ruger for your a** b**ch, deep throat it
Know you want to fill the room because it's platinum coated
Take your pick, got a firearm you should've toted
Suck a dick all that b******t you kick
Player hating from the sideline
Get your own sh*t, why you riding mine
I'm a Goodfella kinda lady
Stash 380s in Mercedes, Puffy hold me down baby
Only female in my crew and I kick sh*t
Like a ni**a do, pull the trigger too, f**k you!
I been had skills, Cristal spills
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill' the ice grill
Make it hard to figure me liquor be kicking me
In my asshole, undercover Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 740
Rocking Redman and Naughty, oh where's my kitty cat
Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
And I'm living that fo' life, we push weight
F**k the state pen, f**k 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 Benji's
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