Don't want your car, your house Your stocks, your bonds, your face I want your cash, I want your bank I want your money Don't want your diamonds Don't want your
parking; I don't really like to talk alot Block move like James, Wade and Chris Bosh Let's get it I'm the real boss with the plug I don't play I'm the
remember they tided me down I put it back in the trunk Well I got mine on me homie, and if I have to I'll shoot Well I don't think I'm a sucka they better
the whole world hear us, don't you want it nigga? [Chorus: Nas] Want it baby, I want it baby Don't go on it, your up on it baby Jump on it, jump on it
in perspective, reflection in step Step to the left while I rep it to the death Easily approached, smokin' on the roach in coach til I'm so high I'm on
, right in his back I might just crack while I'm writin this rap From even, a tire that snap, I'm light in the sack I tell you how I feel and that's part
it out, yo, check it out I'm 'bout a dollar, son, I see through it, I gotta follow (c'mon) If ya ain't borrow money I gotta holla (holla) Simple and plain
Did I mention, I had record George I'd run convention These boys be like I don't be listening, girls with gucci braids and extensions I like the yellows I
on a song, I couldn't refuse I'm with the Jam Down Don, Botany Boy boss Put a fo' in the room, we gon break boys off Wide body Denali, I'm riding Y2 grey
on, I'm a hustler I ain't coming home [Paul Wall:] I got big money big cars, big chains and big glocks Playboy bunnies in cuts or bar, I'm holding grain
a stack Crack weed or stracks, if you want it then holla back The truck is Cadillac, and I'm sitting on chrome And I don't associate, if your money ain't
they start to holler, "Marquis want some head and $500?" (Ha ha ...) 'Cause I'm a three-piece nigga, bitch, I don't play I want the pussy, the pay and
t wait to get it on I'll do anything for you, please let me knock it Even put some money in your pocket Don't overcharge or play with my heart I got cash
gon' get some pussy! Aaight? I want y'all to repeat after me. Say "I'm gon' get some pus-sy!" 'I'm gon' get some pus-sy!' Say "I'm gon' get some pus-
, I would love to meet you!"I said "Bet!" with no regret Because a night with her was one I wouldn't forget So then I told all my homies and they all
Mom's on rock I stay on top Lock up like pits in a box I can't stop Not cuz your beauty it's your booty that I'm attracted Want to get acquainted, most
without y'all I don't know where I'd be [Chorus] [Nate Dogg] There's no way I can forget about you Support for me, your love for me Your prayers for