Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh You already know, my mind is on my dough

A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe

I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'

High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro

Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know

And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll

From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'

If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go I move like it's Po' Po' behind me, cocoa inside me

So cold and grimey

Fo' Fo' beside me, hoes know to find me

Wherever there's money, yeah, I'm the ***, honey

(Woo)

Hood nigga with the rubber band grip money

If I go broke I make you and your man strip dummy

Yeah nigga, you don't want it with them their bigger

Cross us, your on somethin we bare niggaz Yeah, nigga here trigga teflon chest gone G's up

Freeze up and you'll end up in your lawn

It's the protege of 50, inspired by Biggie

Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' niggaz dig me

I been stressed out lately, so I'm smokin more than ever

Dead smack in the hood good pokin out my leather

I'm a Good Fella, in a G-Unit hood sweater

If your bitch give me a sign I'm a get her You already know, my mind is on my dough

A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe

I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'

High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro

Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know

And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll

From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'

If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go Cause were always focused we move around with the toasters

Push the rock to the smokers, warnin do not approach us

We in the club with the pokers, steppin in Gucci Loafers

Stuntin in Testerossas, stylin in front of vultures

Ma quickly to call us, baddest bitches they know us

After the show they blow us and do all type of *** to us

Now I can speak for me cause me everywhere I be

Niggaz know I'm a G, got it locked got the keys We move from bundles to D sippin' on Hennessy

Buck rollin the trees, Banks countin the cheese

We get the paper then breeze, nigga we overseas

You stuck in the hood, aw, that ain't good

Different town, different tour, different telly, different ***

Triple X, wet ***, who's next, latex

Condom, condo, I'm tight my money long though

You lookin for a drink bitch I ain't what you lookin for You already know, my mind is on my dough

A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe

I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'

High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro

Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know

And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll

From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'

If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go I'm out on bond but the forty still on me

Bouncin 'round like Lil' Jon thinkin 'bout my dead homies

Watch I hit, need a lick, ain't 'gon get me a brick

I keep on losin shootin dice and I'm sick of this ***

Clientele still poppin so the junkies keep comin

And my neighbors is watchin but we still getting money

On this block till the sun drop I don't have a home

I do not stop, sellin rocks, thug till I'm gone Got a couple old schools and some iced out jewels

Some G-Unit shoes probably full of tatooes

'Bout to stomp me a bitch, put the pump to his lips

Tell him talk that ***, now y'all wanna trip

I keep it dirty on the East Coast dirty on the West

Just a dirty lil' nigga with a glock and a vest

Banks tell me you don't like 'em and you know what I'm a do nigga You already know, my mind is on my dough

A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe

I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'

High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro

Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know

And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll

From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'

If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go