Released on March 12, 2008

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[Verse 1: One Love]

This C Money, hoe

It's so apparent that the people that making good music

Are more intelligent than the people that listen to it

This world is full of a bunch of ignorant motherfuckers

Thinking in critics’ words are the wisest, shut the fuck up

It's pitiful to thought that you couldn't even step to me

This ridicule is awful, you gon’ feel the wrath of me

You saying things that I refuse to believe

You just a poser trying to get on my team

If you buy beats, you probably a bitch

If you can't freestyle, then your lyrics ain't shit

First off, won't step into the booth until I'm lit

Stunna said, we shittin out these veterans

It's 420 every second that I live

Order my steps

Never bathe

Stay filthy rich

What that, gotta have you grab it

Who's that, Money with a bad bitch

Money growin' like cabbage

Flowin’ hard is a habit


[Verse 2: Nico Spring]

Leave ’em like pancakes

My bread five layer cake

V-neck crushed grapes

Cocaine G-Shock

Had him on the balcony

Rib cage hangin' over

Not part of my faculty

L&G, the game over

Changed ’em like a trained soldier

Drained 'em, gave me strained shoulders

These dudes are gon' change over

Jumpin' on the bandwagon

Flannel shirt, pants saggin

No faggin, you faggot dudes actin

Not packin, you lackin

Automatic

We hit it hard, now she’s straight addict

She ratchet

I don't even care

I'm the goon laughin

New magic

She don't want you, she want this

My wrist shit

The bitch sick

Frame her like a still pic

Ram her with the real dick

Fill her up with real spit

The only thing I give her is the business, I killed this, listen

I'm the best producer that you heard

And I ain't gotta try to seduce her for them curves


[Verse 3: K.E.V.]

What up, baby girl, how you been

Tear it up, get blowed, so dro I'm spent

Gotta make a move to you so smooth

You be on the broadcast like good news

Fable imaginary

Tip on your toes like I'm scary

Seen Bloody Mary

Been under her sheets like the tooth fairy

Fuckin' with me, It just ain't an option

Step in the room to assume jaws droppin

I make the hate inflate and then I pop 'em

So make no mistake, I am a problem

I wanna make you a model

I lighten the load until I make that ass follow

I got a bass hit, she was totally naked

So I told her to take it, she stayin' to dinner plate it

So sick and underrated

Must expose what we created

Big breaks for the famous

Heartaches for the patient

There ain't no time to waste

Listen, the sickest lyrics you heard is all I taste