(feat. Jazze Pha)


[Intro] 

Oooooohweeee 

Alright-alright-alright, (ok-ok) 

Ok-ok-ok, (alright-alright-alright) 

Alright-alright-alright, (ok-ok) 

Ok-ok-ok, (alright-alright-alright) 

It's Bun B and (Jazze Phizzle-Phizzle) 

It's Bun B and (Phizzle-Phizzle-Phizzle) 

It's Bun B and (Jazze Phizzle-Phizzle) 

Bun B, UGK sho nuff ladies and gentlemen 



[Hook: Jazze Pha - 2x] 

Got me some bread, made some paper 

Costly fabrics, minks and gators bitch I'm balling 

(diamonds on my chest, keep me looking good 

Got diamonds on my chest, keep me looking good) 



[Bun B] 

Before I jump up out my silk sheets, and hop off in the shower 

It's already understood, I got the money and the power 

I grab the baby powder, under shirt and white tee 

My Dickies, fitted cap and white one's that's me 

A hundred karats worth of rocks, courtesy of Johnny 

I roll a couple blunts, and load up the Tommy 

Ready to get my stunt on, my pockets on swoll 

Now all I gotta do, is see which car I'm finna roll 

Now I can take the Benz, or I can take the Rover 

And if I pull the Bentley Coupe out, then it's over 

But I'ma keep it O-G, and pull out the slab 

So I can sit on buck, and have some wood grain to grab 

Last but not least, before I pull out on the scene 

You know I gotta po' me up, my oily cup of lean 

I've been stacking all this green, now it's time for some spending 

I've been cool about this grinding, but ain't no mo' pretending 



[Hook - 2x] 



[Bun B] 

Now if you see me in the shopping center, walking down the hall 

It's already understood, that I'm buying out the mall 

I got six homies with me, and at least two freaks 

Man we looking for the Louis, and the Gucci boutiques 

I keep the flyest footwear, and the newest Locs 

And if I get some'ing for me, I'm getting some'ing for my folks 

Cause we all gon be fitted up, we all popping tags 

We all walking out of this mall, with big bags 

And I ain't gotta brag, you can see it for yourself 

I got ballers on my right side, and ballers on my left 

We ain't from the same hoods, but it's all to the good 

We bout getting this money, like some real G's should 

And we ain't knocking nobody's hustle, why plex man 

You only hate on yourself, when you hating on the next man 

You can't be like Bun B, so why try to 

Get your own bread, and you can ball just like I do 



[Hook - 2x] 



[Bun B] 

Before I pull up to the valet, and hop out of the car 

It's already understood, that we buying out the bar 

It's a line around the corner, people trying to get inside 

But a playa like myself, is finna walk right by it 

Now move the velvet rope, and keep the scanner 

You don't wanna see us angry, like we David Banner 

2000 and 5, Tony Montana haters 

Ain't no need for you to knock us, just congratulate us 

We done made it out the ghetto, by staying on the grind 

We focused on the paper chase, with money on our mind 

Now we just wanna shine, buy some bottles and pop em 

So if you see niggaz out there, playa hating then stop em 

Cause we don't really wanna have, to bust a motherfucker's head 

We just wanna holla at bad bitches, and spend this bread 

We buying everybody drinks, and making it rain 

Cause I'ma rep, like a motherfucking underground king 



[Hook - 2x]