[Intro]
 See  the difference with me
 When I do what I do
 I do what I'm doing
 But I'm doing like I'm doing it for TV

 Oww  oww  oww  oww  oww
 Keep ya hands up
 What  what  put your hands up
 Come on  come on  keep your hands up

 We back  we back  we back  we back (put your hands up)
 We back  we back again (keep your hands up)
 We back  we back  we back  we back  we back  we back

 I remember the days of prayin' my chips be right
 You only 13, no more Cris tonight
 Golden hands like Superman and Kryptonite
 So I pray I don't miss my flight, switch to night
 Get out the plane, it look all strange
 See a man from Spain, holding up my name
 Give him my things and head down to bag' claim
 And I hear somebody scream my name
 So I look back, look once, look twice
 Look fast, look left, look right
 Look Blink, look Meeno, look Bryce
 They try tell me honey don't look right
 So, I approach her, it all look Kosher
 But there was kids runnin' up with posters
 And I was startin' to lose sight of chauffer
 So I had to say nice to know ya
 Get ready

 1 - [Blackstreet]
 Get ready, tonight
 We're gonna make this a night to remember
 Get ready, tonight
 We're gonna make this a night to remember

 [During chorus]
 What, what, what, what, what, what
 Get money all over again
 Get money all over again
 Come on, uh, uh, All Out

 Uh, yo, it just so happen this how Ma$e stay starred
 Flip two aces and get two face cards
 It happens, chip stackin'
 I turn around, see a bunch of chicks clappin'
 But a girl walked by, caught my eye
 So I said, 'What the fuck, stand here and give me luck'
 And she whispered in my ear
 A purple one on there and put a pink one on there
 I did just that and gave Hud a stack-shout 'Be right back'
 In fact, I'ma be over here talkin' to love
 Said You Been Around the World, been so many places
 Hit so many girls, and spent so many faces
 And every girl in the world know who Ma$e is
 But right now that's really not what the case is
 Let's be real, I know you got bills
 So how 'bout one night and I just gave you a mil'
 Get your fill

 Repeat 1

 [During chorus]
 What, what, what, what, what, what
 All Out
 Wanna blow
 H World, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

 I don't rap for Rollies, I rap for Starbucks
 I'm that star who get the stars star struck
 You a one hit wonder who caught some hard luck
 I'm that kid cats can't wait to scar up
 But the show ain't over until the bottles is empty
 Then girls run out the club, follow the Bently
 Knowing that every president need a Lewinsky
 Girls I don't know you but they try to convince me
 And any chick that I'm with already know
 You ain't gotta like Ma$e, but bet he blow
 And anything that I do get heavy dough
 Stop handcuffin' that girl and let her go
 My whips got satellite, see it in the graphics
 I ain't only got eight cuz I fly passed it
 Why ask is Ma$e a classic
 Knowin' him from the hood doing deals with Magic
 Come on

 Repeat 1 until fade while:

 What, what, what, what, what, what
 Get money all over again, get money all over again
 H World get money again
 All Out get money again, wanna blow, get money again

 Bad Boy get money again
 No Limit get money again
 Roc-A-Fella get money again
 Untertainment get money again
 Charlie get money again
 Brandy get money again
 Cuda Love get money again
 Cardan get money again
 Yo, even Cam get money again
 We back, we back, we back, we back
 We back, we back again
 We back, we back, we back, we back
 We back, we back again