Verse 1:   Young mane for President   I'd probably paint the white house black if it was my residence   Bush back in office some niggas feel that's irrelevant   Cuz they still pedalin’ this medicine but anyway anyday   I can zurk off quick and make my semi spray   Send some of my men your way just to blow yo men away   Stephon Marbury type bullets they like to penetrate   Young Money we outta school but we got chemistry!!   (Young Money muthafucka)   Young spitter, young mane, young cop, young mob, tez pole   We don’t past the rock nigga we ball hogs   Mad slow in the escalade nigga y’all all fall   Jack yo fresh ass caddy and steal yo white wallz   Nigga we don't like y’all   Hell yeah we will fight y’all   We ain't on no Tyson shit   We ain't tryin’ bite y’all   Knuckin if u buckin probably bustin’ at yo couzin   We youngin’s that’s ‘bout somethin’   Y’all niggas ain't ‘bout nuthin’ (chyea, chyea)      Verse 2:   Nigga we bustin, and bussin to the bang'o bust   no we don't run for the olympics but the flame with us   I got that tussin’ that scummy and that angel dust   So pick yo high i will supply and correct changes was sup.   We bring the bussin’ we bussin’ like this thang for us   You niggas is sleevless man you can't hang with us   I got a bitch who speak Spanglish   She keep her bangles danglin in the cocaine that's right up in her anus   Oak Wayne is right up in the spot where he is suppose to   B got ova at the game and now he coachin’   Me but I’ve been the champion happy as I ever been   Lampin' in the hamptons like what the fuck is a hammock   The chef up in the kitchen like what the fuck is a sammich   I'm like we gotta find middle ground we need balance   Challenge me rap beat to my advantage   I'm outstanding like standing outside up in the twister and walking not damaged   Standing outside up in the blizzard and walking hot headed   Serving nicklebacks and Iraq bet I will not panic   Swerve the nickel black if I wreck bet I will not panic   Cop another one the next day and drive it crazier   The seats will be lazier shit'll be gravier   Nina Sarafina my girl so then I baby her   Wavin’ at her at 2 crazy four gazee's I'm 2 brazee 3 brazee's   Deep we got 380's and P 80 9's 9's M-10’s and M 1's and 12 gauges   Shell cases money put up for jail cases they`ll make it   My momma say tuck yo chain son they'll take it   I hit em' with one of those stale faces like   I’ll be damned momma they know who I am momma   I'm still yo little boy but to them I'm the man momma   Fuck wit yo boy man how hollygrove the hood nigga   Throw it in yo face till you get that understood      Verse 3:   Niggas know I'm heavy with the coke with the coke   In the Impala SS and sittin’ heavy on da spokes   Neva am I broke man I’m playin with some change   I get a nigga soaked like he playin in da rain   And everywhere i go a ho starin at my chain   I'm the Most Valuable Playa in da game   These haters wanna rob me   Because I got more kicks then niggas with black belts in karate   Keep a redbone with a real nice body   Just copped a ‘Lac and a yellow Maserati   Niggas ain't fuckin with this dough   When young money shoppin we don't leave nothing in the mall   These niggas ain't as rich as us man ya rims to small   Get yo muthafuckin’ inches up   Cuz i copped me a benz today   Just to go on 106 and Park and hand the keys over to Free and AJ