And get the Dough
No more shows for free, I'm pay-per-view like cable
Keep it real for Triple-0
On top of all that, I got the rap sewed up
Nigga, where the feds, play sheist
Fuck a bitch and some Clothes
Hold up, with the budda thumpin' niggaz quota
Gimme low-do's and a connect, that Neva closed
Whether it be rapping or with the 4-4
Gonna turn that into a billion
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro
They threw a weak plan B, says who? Says Mase
I leave that before its gone
But only if the ice on your wrist cause glares
Tho Dem Wrappas
Let's make a Million
Using no flows, just Arm 'n' Hammer and four O's
And watch me lock it down from North County to BenRos
Fuck a bitch and some Clothes
Take them all backstage and let 'em plead they case
Match it leather car seat, in case my son get in
Let's make a Million
I say now, tho yo wrappers off in tha air
I live in the Beast
Until they deceased
Let's make a Million
I spare one off in the back in case he bring his friend
Let's make a Million
Where's his Mrs., 1-2-3-4-5 bottles of Cris's
(And the Dough-O)
All my east coast niggaz tryin' to make a meal
If not, then I just won't die
On the Navigata equipped to click and log on
Eat right, fuck good, and refer thru the pipe
Make a million like Jigga, standin' in one place
Keep it real for Triple-0
I still floss ice, keep it tight
I told ya, 'Tics live for the street life
They all screamin' my name, different shades and race
All my dirty south niggaz tryin' to make a meal
Tho Dem Wrappas
Fuck a bitch and some Clothes
Let's make a Million
Tho Dem Wrappas
If not, then I just won't die
On the table, arms the strong ripp off the Label
(And the Dough-O)
I took ya head off right
Gotta get myself a million
Partner, I got a rep for leavin heads swollen up
Then whats plan A, 'cause plan B about papes
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro
All my west coast niggaz tryin' to make a meal
Keep it real for Triple-0
My nigga, I can make a million blind-folded, with no shows
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro
Fuck a bitch and some Clothes
I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows
And get the Dough
Fuck some Mo-Mo's, gimme hundred spokes, all chrome
E-very time, call me the Black Liberace when I'm playing mine
Matta fact, I'll tell you whats in the back, its all gone
Let's make a Million
I gotta make a million
All my Midwest niggaz tryin' to make a meal
And give me head all night
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro
Keep it real for Triple-0
Gonna turn that into a billion
Keep it real for Triple-0
Two holes in the roof, to let the sun come in
Tho Dem Wrappas
I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro
Gotta get myself a million
Fuck a bitch and some Clothes
I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows
And just the teach a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder
I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows
And get the Dough
And get the Dough
Keep it real for Triple-0
Thats how I flo, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go
And if its some beef, I pumpin' lead on sight
I gotta make a million
I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows
Sound scan like Thrilla with out changing my face
Fuck a bitch and some Clothes
'Fore they even bring it home
And get the Dough
And get the Dough
(And the Dough-O)
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro
I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows
I gettin' stares from dime bitches, is he alone?
Playstation just in case a nigga think he can win
