[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