Whazzup
  This the life nigga
  Check
  
  [Verse 1]
  I got ten round my neck, twenty on my wrist
  Million dollar luck ah, million dollar kiss
  Pull up in my Lexus, sippin on Dom P
  Call me lil' baby but you ain't know it was C.M.B.
  I floss everyday wootay
  Knowin to shine like a crushed wined face Roley
  What the deal on the real it's all about scrill
  Pretty grills, pretty broads, and plenty mills ah
  Ridin to myself up in my baby benz
  Playin tens, goin shoppin with my lady friends
  Flyin to Nashville, me and bob splittin eighty
  Then I chill on Washatona with Slim and Baby
  See the $ on my back symbolize my click
  See the $ around my neck symbolize we rich
  Always wonderful, but Baby gotta see it to believe it
  All this ice and rich heights man it's off the heezy
  Fifteen and I'm workin wit a hundred and better
  And you can put that on my diamond Gucci bezel
  What
  
  [Chorus: repeat 2X]
  I got ten around my neck (mm mm)
  And baguettes on my wrist [Bling]
  See we ball till we fall (la la)
  Livin a millionaires dream (wootay)
  
  [Verse 2]
  Since I done hit me a lick, I done got some shit
  That most niggas out chere can't fuck wit
  Sixty- Five on rims to get they mind right
  Then took the Cash Money piece and put twenty all night
  Now I'ma ball till I fall if it kills a bitch
  Check the crown of the Roley from the flick to the wrist
  Six figures ain't enough for this game that I'm in
  If I can make a hundred G's then I can make a million
  Rice and Baby in a loader fuckin around with them hoes
  Me and Slim was parlaying makin deals in the rose
  Wayne and Manny in a hummer spit 'n game to a bitch
  B.G. and Juvi in a benz bumpin hot boys this
  Big Tymers oh it's nothing nice I ain't sellin for shit
  If it's a Bentley that I want, it's a Bentley I get
  Drop-top, CD changer, come equipped with the phone
  Cash Money Big Tymers and we ride on chrome
  Playa Haters want to picture me fallin'
  If you could picture 'Pac rollin, then you can picture me ballin
  Living good, lookin good, playin cards with the ???
  CMR Hot Boys Big Tymers for life, nigga
  Yeah we drinkin diamonds and gold
  For the nine scrilla, biatch [echo]
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Verse 3]
  Nigga I got million stashed so I can buy these buildings
  And duck these killings
  And tipping these niggas tryina have billions
  I just wanna raise my two children
  Going to these white folks and demandin millions
  Havin 'em saying Cash Money worth figures
  And tippin 'em just like Suge Knight did 'em
  And I done did my dirt in the process tryna' make millions
  See I done did a lot of shit in my lifetime
  Like, makin money, committing these stupid crimes
  But I still got my ghetto stripes
  When I'm pimp in the game
  Cuz, I love to hustle all through the night
  Cuz, when I hit my block it's like the Pope done stopped
  I have them lil' children sayin, "Baby please don't stop"
  Worth six figures and I'm rich and these hoes and right
  Hustlin all night so Lil' Bryan can eat right
  I'm going holla at my people in Melph to make sure shit right
  ??? so I'ma cruise to the next life
  Me and Bryan got to bitches we goin fuck tonight
  If they don't give up the pussy hotel they get left tonight
  That's how it be worth some G's
  Man you can play them hoes like they ain't worth shit
  You dig
  
  [Baby Talking]
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Verse 4]
  Young niggas wearin cracka gators
  All my life eatin steak and potatoes
  Valet please get the beige Mercedes
  It's beautiful, la la, don't hate us
  Back up for the most spectacular, cake stackular
  Performance like Acura, got these stayin like Dracula
  Vroom, how you like that diamond bezel
  Blindin everything up in this bitch when I hit the shiny pedal
  It's marvelous, the life I live
  Smile pretty child got plenty Crystal to give
  Rolex's for everyday of the week
  Blowin gars in all kinds of cars will my brother Keith
  Steaks and fetuccini, lil' girls in bikinis
  Maybe Baby might let me use his beige Lamborghini
  Givin all these project hoes the weenie
  On radios and videos y'all hoes seen me
  Life styles of the rich and richer
  Look on any bad bitch wall you goin see my picture
  Wildlife on my feet everyday of the week
  Now how that shit hit you
  Look here Baby I'ma get wit you