[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
Yeah
It is what it is, son, n***as can't stand it
It's my fifth lap, a n***a been round and round the planet
Shorty said ‘Welcome to Miami'
Her friends sayin 'Welcome to Miami'
Jet-skies, the yacht, the hawk in the backyard
Back to back Porshes, a n***a go that hard
I love money, n***a this is drug money
Laundromat, spin cycle, make it snow money
Beef nothin' to a n***a, n***a I'm comfy'
Throw a hundred racks on a b**h, I told ya she want me
If I want the ho, I get the ho, f** the ho then forget the ho
Let a ho be a ho, play the pimp, pay the rent
I'm a fly n***a on or off, yeah I buy fly sh**
Presidential rolly n***a tell me now, can you buy that?
I'm the biggest n***a Southside seen since Fat Cat
I tell a n***a s** a dick quick cause I'm strapped back
[Hook - 50 Cent]
I make it double up, few blocks of raw
I, I, I did it, I got to get more
I make it double up, baking soda galore
Till we in Bentleys and mansions with marble on the floor
I make it double up
Aye bring me that pyrex
Get the baking soda, the ice
I'mma show you how you do this sh**
You think I don't know what I'm doing but I know what I'm doin
[Verse 2 - Hayes]
We on the other side of the border chilling with drug lords
Tryin put a order in during the drug wars
Jay said this is what happens when you disrespect one of us
And cut a muhf**a head off right in front of us
That's when I said i'm going back to cali
My man said he going back to cali
I know some Mexicans in Arizona I'm cool with
I'd rather slang that than come and deal with this bullsh**
‘cause I ain't gonna budge
Pay me or die g, dog, it ain't no love
n***as know who they owe
My number ain't changed b**h
Front door service put one in your brain quick
Could've put it right in your chest close range sh**
Watch you die slow let you know who you playin' with
f** all that swearin' to god, promise and prayin' sh**
I ain't a big sob story fan, I'm spraying sh**
12 gauge, AR-15, AK'n sh**
Pa**enger seat's gon' get k**ed, I'm sayin' this princ-i-pals
We don't draw the line at drug dealing, we crim-i-nals
Goin' all out
Before I say you played me I'll go in ya'll house
And get k**ed there or blow your f**ing brains out
You gotta bring your a** to get some
You gotta make cash to spend some
And I ain't a victim mothaf**a
Hayes