I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club   I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her   I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up   I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her      See me when I walk in, ain't nothin' to it   Brought ten stacks to the back, then threw it   Make it rain, ain't a thang   When it come to money I got it, man      You the next best thang, I'm the hottest, mayne   You talk that shit, I'm 'bout it, mayne   We way over here, up out your range   Don't try to be G, that's not your thang      You try me G, that Glock gon' bang   K I N G, that's not gon' change   I'm rich, bitch, I don't care about no fame   'Cause if all else fails, I got cocaine      Still see me all on TV wit it   Still in da hood what ya need he get it   Dough low 44, see me wit it   If a nigga runnin' up best believe he get it      See us in da club, nigga, we be trippin'   Niggas rap 'bout that shit we livin'   7 or 8 stacks on 2 or 3 bitches   Sucka niggas over there hatin', we chillin'      I ran out of ones, so go back get more   Say shawty, bend it over back, real slow   Jack dat ass up, grab that pole   Show me you 'bout that action, hoe      I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club   I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her   I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up   I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her      Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold   Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold   Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold it, no   They can't hold it, no, they can't hold it, no      Eeenie, meenie, miny, moe   I'm lookin' for the direction this money 'bout to go   I'm 'bout ta blow, we pop bottles   Me and the whole clique certified shot callas      Blow top dollas   Got this bitch jumpin' off the chain like Rottweilers   5000 ones, throw 'em then stop   See I'm lookin' for the baddest bitch   Splurge for a second when I'm done you can have this bitch      5000, 10,000, 20   Ones in my hand, that's good money   Ones in my fan, we get money   She pop that thang, she get that      That money's fallin' like rain   I'm VIP that's champagne   I'm K I D do my thang   And yes, indeed, I got change      Or shall I say I got paper   Stacked money tall as skyscrapers   Hater's you fly I fly paper   She pop that thang she get that      She make it hot like wasabi   Look at that body on mommy   She probably stand right beside me   And I tsunami lil' mommy      I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club   I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her   I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up   I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her      They call me Young, my money long   I make it rain, now loose your thong   Now loose your bottoms, now loose your tops   You saw what I just spent, I could've bought a watch      I could've bought a car, maybe a couple bricks   I send my hood bitch the fifths on a shoppin' trip   5000 ones, ya you know young wit it   So high up in the air, she need a flight to go get it      Still Mr. Magic City, you know no replacements   This is what I do I got a pole in my basement   If I can make it to Onyx, I bring Onyx to the condo   Call lil' bro bring me 20 grand pronto      I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club   I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her   I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up   I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her      Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold   Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold   Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold it, no   They can't hold it, no, they can't hold it, no      It's the Twista and can't nobody hold him   The money the stacks that we makin' you can't fold 'em   Get love in the strip club   Gotta nigga feeling so freaky they askin' is you roamin'      Yeah, makin' it rain is automatic when   She's askin if you trickin' you got it   Pimpin' is a habit from Twista magic city   And the muthafuckin' betta bet not bitch about it      Steady stackin' paper that's the reason we be throwin' it up   Dollas at the coke, they slang d   Really lil' mamma all over Dj Drama   And T.I. Joc and Nelly when we in da club      I'ma pop a couple of bottles and I'ma start that good shit up   Got 5000 ones and I'm about to throw it up   Sip on some that Patron   I'ma 'bout put a hundred on one of them thongs      Gotta cup a lil' somethin' 'cause I pay the bill   Still money ain't shit, I make major deal   Better ring the alarm, here come the paper   Twista comin' in the club when I get I pop a lot   When she come up wit a fatty I gladly tip her   Jazze, tell 'em what I got      I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club   I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her   I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up   I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her      I'm lookin' for her I'm lookin' for her   Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold   Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold   Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold it, no   They can't hold it, no, they can't hold it, no