{B.G.}   Me the B.G., and Baby my fuckin rounds   Two livin legend paper chasers from uptown   Bout money and bitches, puttin haters in ditches   We roll in trucks like Hummers and Expeditions   Our relationship like Moses and Jesus   Ask one of our hoes, ain't no comin between us   Two black young kingpins, that's how they treat us   Steaks and fettucini is what they feed us   Nigga ridin shinin, me and my nigga be sippin   the finest wine and spendin G's, makin trips   back and forth to Texas, we flyin; tryin to make a mill' y'all   Cause we roll with the motto, "Ball til we fall"   Fuck wit B, you bringin B.G. all the way out there   Fuck wit me G you bringin Baby all the way out there   Since ninety-two ninety-three our love been there   We never spend to a pussy, Cash Money niggaz share   I'm a Big Tymer, that's a fact   Suga Slim just signed a, million dollar contract   Lil' (?) Capone thuggin quick to bust yo' head   Watch your tone in that mansion is where we lay our head at   We play high gold floss rocks and drive drop-tops   Way I bust it look like Suge and 'Pac      {Lil Wayne}   Like Suge and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G   Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs   Like 'Face and J., like Russ and Run   Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a million      {Baby}   Like J. and 'Face, like Russ and Run   Baby and B.G. comin through like assault rifle machine guns   Worth more money than these niggaz could wonder   You better thank quick nigga we hit blocks like thunder   Comin through a dark tunnel a black on black Hummer   It ain't no secret we showed our ass last summer   We both got three or fo' bitches we bank at first   Embassy playboy to hide our riches   Me and this young nigga we tighter than stitches   He the motherfuckin rapper and I'm the game spitter   And if you you fuck wit him   I'll clear my bank account on one of you bitches   And I'll put that on my Ma and my Pa and they both restin in peace   It ain't nuttin in this industry gon' fuck   wit Baby and little B.G., wit Mannie Fresh beats   Wit Suga Slim's brains behind all this heat   and my Hot Boyz strapped ridin right beside me   Nigga I'll bet a million dolars to yo' light bill   I'll bet my Rolex wit my bezel nigga to yo' cable bill   It ain't nuttin in this industry could fuck wit Cash Money   cause we keep it real nigga, believe that      {Lil Wayne}   Now what? Like Suge and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G   Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs   Like 'Face and J., like Russ and Run   Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a million, what?      {B.G.}   I got love for my nigga Baby   He heard I rapped, came on VL and saved me   Now we ballin, livin swell it's gravy   Cause I'm gettin my shine on, don't you hate me?   B.G. and Baby, livin good pah   We just determined to hustle and get out the hood dog   Fuck wit me and my boy, I wish you would dog   We ridin dirty and I'll put that on the hood dog      {Baby}   Now what make these hoes thank that I ain't rich?   What make these niggaz think the diamonds on my Rolex ain't the shit?   My brotha Prime taught me how to wear two Rolexes at one time   Nigga I'm gon' shine til I die   Me and this nigga been together since he was twelve   Hangin out at club, Rolexes daybreak watchin my beeper ring bells   Now I knew this young nigga would end up swell   I used my mind to keep him writin rhymes   cause I knew he'a be major at one time   Now I done rolled in the flyest cars   It ain't no secret that B.G.'s a Cash Money superstar      {Lil Wayne}   Like Suge and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G   Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs   Like 'Face and J., like Russ and Run   Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a million   Like Suge and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G   Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs   Like 'Face and J., like Russ and Run   Nigga Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a million, ha?      {Baby}   Ain't nuttin could fuck wit us playboy   We take it how you want it, that's the issue nigga   We clockin it's all gravy   If it ain't about that money we ain't havin seein no bitches   We doin what we got to do, we clockin G's   Lil' Antoine, my lil' potnah from Tennessee   It's all gravy playboy, how you luv that nigga?   We clockin playboy, if you don't like it that's the issue nigga   Get it how you live playboy   How you luv that nigga?   If it don't make money it don't make sense nigga   I wear two watches on my wrist, at fifty G's a piece   How's that look nigga? That's a hundred   I done put two hundred G's on my grill   My dog Fresh bout to redo his shit   Nigga we just gon' have gold and hoes   How you luv that playboy?   Drankin Crystal, poppin bottles   Niggaz ain't drankin Tanqu-zay no more   Niggaz wearin rangs cost twenty G's   Niggaz earrings cost 'em twenty G's   Niggaz's rims cost 'em ten G's   Nigga homes costin two mill-ion   Nigga hoes gettin furs, nigga hoes gettin gators   Niggaz just.. dumpin playa haters   It ain't no thang boy, how you luv that nigga?   Believe that boy (man I love yo' momma)