[Chorus - 2x]   My life is sweet   You could tell by the Benz and the Beamers and the Jeeps   Big wheels, big grills make them say oooh-weee   Custom made Bentleys, t.v.s, mink seats   Make them scream wha-wha      [Curren$y]   Cars and shut it down any set, first dude in the city   To have Intevet, equipped with the Internet   Performance chip is faster than any jet   I'm down the block, and you ain't even start your engine yet   I use to hustle on the block for rent   Met P and I ain't came out of my pocket since   See all these chicks wanna get with me   Because the 6 got more appliances than Circuit City      [Chorus - 2x]      [Afficial]   Afficial we the Reebok boys, call us a classic   And rap slowly up on the block, gun and a package   I leave the country cause Paris cooler   Fall back and take a day off like Farris Bueler   Young punks I'm the ruler, you follow my lead   Slow down I been doing this, the product of speed   Can't roll but I'm a weed blower, I get my ki's lower   16-5 a few weeks, I'll have a green roller      [Afficial]   I thought I told you the flow don't stop   And it ain't No Limit on the stage if the show don't rock   You can still catch me up in them clubs   In that 2K3 Yukon sitting up on them dubs   Since they wanna know about my whip   I'ma tell em like this, I got enough keys to start a dealership   Now how they think they floss toys   When we in places, so far from home they call us the Lost Boys      [Chorus - 2x]      [Afficial]   When I go to the lot, they call me Connect Four   Cause I bought four cars on the road, with four doors   Spend another mill, put diamonds on the grill   Push a button, and my gun pop out the steering wheel   It's real, stack dough and make more   While you cats come up slow like Lamborgini doors   You might see me in a Range, you might see me in a Porsche   I get paid every month like child support      [Krazy]   Luxury, I love that bird it's easy   Lift it out, but still a Jag can't please me   But a 6, without the rims is cheesy   Like a bitch, I like my tires breezy   The spinners, on my Navi to tease me   With a sunroof open, it's kind of breezy   With a tank on my neck that just might freeze me   I'm scared of a Viper, she'd like to see that      [Master P]   You ever ate a cheeseburger, on a million dollar plate   Flew to Paris or France, just to get away   Like to party, so we buy the club   Every whip that we drive, be on 24's or dubs   The new Hummer, had it before it came out   200 and 50 G's, I put it in my mouth   Bought a mansion whodie, just to make music   Like the President got a jet and don't even use it   When it comes to ghetto balling, there is none higher   Get a supermodel for a banker, two million dollar wires   In the winter whodi, we sleep on mink coats   In the summer we on the water putting chandeliers and boats   My cousin get athlete money, and don't even ball   My son's only 12, and he could buy the mall   Call me Ghetto Bill, cause I love the cheese   I don't gangbang, my favorite color is green      [Chorus - 2x]