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
 Fuck 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