Yeah good looking E-Class, I needed that Nigga   What, Trilla, realer than fuck niggas         You know me, I walked up in the spot the babys be goin' crazy   While niggas steady tippin, you know they got that   That Street Money, That street that street money   That Street Money, That street that street money   You know me, I stay up on my grind Like working that 9 to 5 plus hitting   That 95, I'm out to get that   That Street Money, That street that street money   That Street Money, That street that street money, That Street Money, That street that street money   That Street Money, That street that street money         I started flat broke, Now I'm poppin rubber bands   I know I'm the shit, I done ate a ton of spam   If the club poppin, I'm a burn a ton of hundred grams check the parking   Lot pimpin, whip cost a hundred grand   I'm in love with shades, I got a thousand pairs   So that's free game, for all you thousandairs   It's funny sour d's will smell sweet   All these niggas think they sell them on Canal Street   I'm sittin twelve feet   Fuck can you tell me, I let the 12's beat   Nightmare on Elm Street   So don't fall asleep, cause my life a dream   And they ain't gotta speak   They know I'm spittin cheese         You know me, I walked up in the spot the babys be goin' crazy   While niggas steady tippin, you know they got that   That Street Money, That street that street money   That Street Money, That street that street money   You know me, I stay up on my grind Like working that 9 to 5 plus hitting   That 95, I'm out to get that   That Street Money, That street that street money   That Street Money, That street that street money, That Street Money, That street that street money   That Street Money, That street that street money         We got them bottles poppin soundin like they gun shots   Got the models balkin did all with one watch   I hit a lot markets, start' em off with one block   People love the product, so my people come to shop   My uncle 65 he still sellin dope, he claim he petryfied   The feel of goin broke   It's them Caddy Sevilles   Went from acid and pills, to elaborate deals   If you want status you kill   Cause a habit for real   When I step in the spot, treat the club like the   Charts, I go straight to the top   They cost a stack, so don't step on the shoes   And ya know I'm strapped   I'm a play by the rules         You know me, I walked up in the spot the babys be goin' crazy   While niggas steady tippin, you know they got that   That Street Money, That street that street money   That Street Money, That street that street money   You know me, I stay up on my grind Like working that 9 to 5 plus hitting   That 95, I'm out to get that   That Street Money, That street that street money   That Street Money, That street that street money, That Street Money, That street that street money   That Street Money, That street that street money         Take the good with the bad, In the club blowin your last   Ballin like I violated, Bottles keep me hydrated   Party up in skyscrapers, Parachute to Prebate   Pistol like a paratrooper, tell'em take it easy   Bitch is bad as can be, this her fantttttasy   Left her panties at home   Standin there thick as can be   R- I- C- K-R- O- S- S standin there dressed fresh   Gettin pussy, Hell Yes      Ross, Ross         You know me, I walked up in the spot the babys be goin' crazy   While niggas steady tippin, you know they got that   That Street Money, That street that street money   That Street Money, That street that street money   You know me, I stay up on my grind Like working that 9 to 5 plus hitting   That 95, I'm out to get that   That Street Money, That street that street money   That Street Money, That street that street money, That Street Money, That street that street money   That Street Money, That street that street money