Puff Daddy)

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 
 [bad word] bein a broke [bad word] 
Verse 2- 

(Jadakiss)-(overlaps last two lines of Puff Daddy) 
I want a all chromed out wit the clutch, [bad word] 
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 3- 

(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 [bad word] 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 4- 

(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 [bad word] [bad word]  deep throated 
Know you wanna fill the room cause it's platinum coated 
Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a [bad word] 
All that [bad word] you kick, playa hatin from the sideline 
Get your own [bad word]  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 [bad word] 
Like a [bad word] do, with a trigga too, [bad word] you