[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

Here’s where I go in, back on the dough route

More money to spend, watch how I show out

Lamborghini doors out, that’d bring the hoes out

Dollar signs brung in, that's what I know 'bout

Neck, wrist froze out, top-fiver, no doubt

Talk 'bout what you got now, old money don't count

Back wit'cha cake out and quit runnin' your mouth

It's somethin' flammable, my hunger is unexplainable

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

Cool people, Knievel in my alter-ego

Zero tolerance, we strapped wherever we go

Wife repo, about a mil and a half, ki hole

Bite marks from you slugs on tracks and kilos, three those

Hold my P’s Q’s and my G hoes

G-g-gee whiz, my rise like a superhero's

Four-five ceelo, look how good I reload

Right back at you bitch ass niggas, abide the G code

Click-clack, deep hole, the industry Debo

We built these niggas ground up, why would they figure we fold?

Figure fours on the competition

I Yoke 'Em, tell me you jokin'

My flow is like the levees open

Foreign trips, four to five zips, heavy smokin'

Problem tips, forty-five clips, Chevy smokin'

He put all he got into this, I bet he make it

Ain't gotta give me shit, I'ma take it

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

Uh

Here’s where I go in, back on the dough route

More money to spend, watch how I show out

Lamborghini doors out, that’d bring the hoes out

Dollar signs brung in, that's what I know 'bout

Neck, wrist froze out, top-fiver, no doubt

Talk 'bout what you got now, old money don't count

Back wit'cha cake out and quit runnin' your mouth

It's somethin' flammable, my hunger is unexplainable

[Verse 2: Styles P]

Here's how I show out

Even though I rap I'm with niggas that move the blow out

Let him pull the dough out

You can make it rain but I'd rather make it snow out

Run up in your crib with the big four-four out

Here's how I show out

Watch when I show up gettin' chips off the strip with the piff and the blowup

I'ma kill the block and then leave when it slow up

Get your mind popped off for a sign that you throw up

I just want a lamp to see the weed plants grow up

Niggas get that money, legal or illegally

Bullets put these niggas right where they need to be

Bitches never leavin' me, Porsche pull off easily

Back on the dough route, grams and the O's out

Ki and the pound wrapped, nigga where your pound at?

Top-five in the booth, top-five on the stoop

You can fuck around and I'll pop five in your coupe

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

Uh

Here’s where I go in, back on the dough route

More money to spend, watch how I show out

Lamborghini doors out, that’d bring the hoes out

Dollar signs brung in, that's what I know 'bout

Neck, wrist froze out, top-fiver, no doubt

Talk 'bout what you got now, old money don't count

Back wit'cha cake out and quit runnin' your mouth

It's somethin' flammable, my hunger is unexplainable

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]

Ugh

Gettin' money dances and twenty five chances

My camp is crazy as the new Black Panthers

Brush toward the canvas as I stroke my ego

Rap Picasso with my eyes closed, a size that [?] with people

Spark Cohibas while I snicker at the non-believers

I break the heart in hoes, I gave my heart to sneakers

I owe my life to Jesus, put my faith in God

I got a thing for beaches, gettin' my favorite job

Pain happens, young, scarred, that's what made us hard

Money, drugs, guns ain't facade, shorty, play your part

I'm part of the lucky to leave the park

Livin' luxurious, lady layer that's my art

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

Uh

Here’s where I go in, back on the dough route

More money to spend, watch how I show out

Lamborghini doors out, that’d bring the hoes out

Dollar signs brung in, that's what I know 'bout

Neck, wrist froze out, top-fiver, no doubt

Talk 'bout what you got now, old money don't count

Back wit'cha cake out and quit runnin' your mouth

It's somethin' flammable, my hunger is unexplainable