in pools wit models in 'em Them boys, they hate it, we hustle, we made it We richer, the picture, is two of the greatest [MJG] The realest, you bump some Ball
shit we live and die for niggas we ride wit fuck tha fame you can have that shit imma slang an husltin an try to break me a bitch [Verse 1: MJG] I been
much how you feel, you know what you got to do, I'm here to do it, how about you?) [E-40:] Our age, five-years-old we were young bucks scrubbin' each others
[Eightball] Okay; comin' from the top of my Dome when I'm droppin' my Own type of style, and Ain't nobody stoppin' my Rise to the very top Hit 'em up
rhythm in the middle of the night I'ma toke till I choke I never knew that it last for so long [MJG] We be Eightball and MJG with that playa Twista from
and MJG] In the wind, it's a bird, it's a plane Now it be them hustlers with that skin tight game In your mix, scopin you, scopin me Eightball and MJG
[Verse One:] I have no face, I have no body, I have no heart I have no soul I don't care if you're young if you're old Here's my mission, I'm out to
too hard to get We can wine and dine till the morning light But if you're trying to keep me baby I can do it not tonight [MJG:] Are you prepared for
[Verse 1: MJG, Eightball] I'm MJG, the nigga with the versatile style Check your calendar realize that I been here for awhile When I was young I took
Smoke, Dont Smoke... I Just Want The Paper I Just Want The Paper, I Just Want The Paper, I Just Want The Paper [Verse 1: 8ball] M-E-M-P-H-I-S I'mma
[24 second instrumental to open] [8 Ball] Yeah.. What'chu talkin 'bout, what'chu think you doin? Why you walkin out, where you think you goin? You actin
gentlemen! (Gentlemen, gentlemen) Baad Boy This is the moment you've all been waitin' for Sho' nuff, sho' nuff A Jazze Phizzle produc-shizzle Eightball and MJG
looks good to me) [MJG] I'm creepin low in a flip, flop drop top Stang, leanin to the left, gold dadens on them thang I'm the MJG, pimp tight put it
knows. It's hard to say who you can call friend or foe. Money, that's all a nigga will die for. So much pain and everybody wants more. [x2] [MJG:]
7 days a week Hickory dickory dock (dock), your girl pulled out my cock (my cock) All day, every day, 365, 7 days a week [Verse - 8 Ball] Patrone, double
Me Im The One Though. So Baby Take Your Clothes Off, And Bring Your Body Next To Me. (Yeh) Ooooh Baby [Verse 1: MJG] How Long Would It Take A Nigga Like MJG
[8Ball:] Yea... Get drunk and throw your cups up and smoke. It ain't Bob Marley if you don't cough and choke. All haters somewhere hatin cause they mad
