Get This $

(Puff talking)

Why they always talking about money?

Cause we like money bitch

Yeah, yeah, yeah

L-O-X and we won't stop

Bad Boy, I'm a show you how we get this money

(Stylez)

You can't take this

Players hate this

Rainbow glow

European bracelet

Made his mouth drop, now he need a face lift

Mommies run up on me and ask me to taste it

Hand on my crotch

Got to be the sales or the band on my watch

Damn I'm so hot!

They call me arrogent

While you slide with seven mommies in a Caravan

You start traveling

I'll make you a believer

Hotter in the club getting brain from a diva

Leave with a beezer

Black Cadillac riding with an old geezer

With ten different hustles so every foe sees us

No reason

We just peas in a pod

trying to get the paper

We the g's in the lot

Long as the water boil we bound to keep it hot

It's gon' be turmoil if you thinking that it's not

Chorus x2

(Puff)

I'm a show you how you get this money (Make it hot)

I'm a show you how you get this money (Don't stop)

I'm a show you how you get this money (I fucks wit you)

I'm a show you how you get this money (Get money)

(Jadakiss)

Three fly cats that get money with go gimmicks

Y'all just so timid

My soldiers be no limit

What you know about renting a yacht with twenty jet-skis

And riding out till the Coast Guard come and get me

Beat that!

Me, Stylez, and Sheek be like 4, 5, 6 so no matter what you roll you

can't beat that

Who you know could take an old record and flip like Puff?

From small clubs to arenas

Who flip like us?

Everytime they pull up

Whips be plush

Chicks be tough

Bad Boy, Hits R Us

Back it's me, West Indies

Slimmy

Me and Kimmy

And I taught her how to say, "May I have a steady gimme"

I ain't bustin cause we picked up them joints you tossed

Y'all was hot until The Lox came and cooled y'all off

It's the Kiss

Are you hearing me?

I think I'm blessed lyrically

Mad rappers with three LP's sill fearing me

Chorus x2

(Sheek)

You see, we bounce on tracks like bas-ketball

And bust down songs till our throat need Halls

L-O-X-pedition

I spend all day fishing

And won't catch one

Just me and mommy out in the sun

Just sailing, chain so icy if I threw it up

You think it was hailing

Don't even ask me what the price be

To go to a show, no clubs just arenas

Headliner Stevie Wonder, no small cat between us

After parties be goin like Venus

My chick gots be the meanest

Before I come

That night

If she ain't she ain't partying right

That's how we like to play in Bad Boys with all the fly shit

And that's how we do the chips kid

Multiplying

Beef, don't apply it

Please don't try it cause we ain't with that

But if so you gon' need a plastic bag where your shit at

Lox and we got that cash you want to get at

Chorus x3