Lyrics:

Grrrrrrr, grrrrr, grrr (Yeah)

To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly
An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high
An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I
Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right
To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly
An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high
An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I
Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right

First off, y'all niggas know I don't slouch
An' as a kid I done did the shit you talkin about
I'm from the South, ya heard?
Where niggas fly birds outta Impalas
Live lavish
From ATL to Dallas an' the little palace
Goin once, goin twice, everyday, livin nice
In the grey wit the ice, makin money rollin dice
Livin the life, that y'all dream of
Puttin niggas outta business like Sony did to Zenith
You seen us, the green stuff
An nuttin' else that's all I collect
I got the hots like the Lox - Money, Power and Respect
An' I can damn the check that any of y'all niggas spit
I stay hittin, I ain't bullshittin (he ain't bullshittin)
Nigga, wit more glitta, than M.J
It's all pimp play, when it comes to me
An' y'all motherfuckers know how J.D. gets down
An' those who don't it's a new sheriff in town
Feel me now

To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly
An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high
An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I
Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right
To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly
An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high
An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I
Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right

Yo, let me tell you why I'm mad y'all, shits kinda sad y'all
If you ride the buses or trains watch ya back ya'll
Hooptie keep stallin, I still ain't ballin
I got wild bills an' the chronic keeps callin
My dogs wanna hang (bark), my bitches wanna bang
But it don't mean a thang when all you got is change
That's why my women ain't dimes, not even close to nines
Sorta like fives and sixes wit scars and stiches
Type of bitches that spit in yo' face like Alomar
Broke hoes without a car, snatchin' fruit from salad bars
Which one of ya'll come on, test me now
Me not goin' nowhere, you don't impress me now
So next time you see me up in them clubs, I'm probably schemin'
While you at the bar brick hard and fiendin'
I wait for 4 o'clock when yo' drunk ass is leavin'
Cause I paid to get in and now I gotta break even

To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly
An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high
An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I
Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right
To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly
An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high
An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I
Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right

Niggas go in the party, thousand dollar shoes and jewels
You be gettin' what I be wantin' so I be bringin' the tool
Tryin' to snatch up all that ice that you came in
'That nigga D be flippin'' Yeah, money, it's the same shit
What you thought, 'cause you brought a joint
You might be able to creep a nigga when he ain't on point?
And I can see it in yo' eyes that you comin' closer than tryin'
And every step you take brings yo' ass closer to dyin'
And I don't flow wit the dough 'cause money comes and goes
Gimme the love of my thugs, hoodrats and hoes, and I'm good
'Cause motherfucker I'm stayin in the hood
And I'm gon' rip till I'm stiff like wood
You wishin' that you could keep it as real as me
An' you gon' know that the pain that you feel is me
When I get ill, it be some next shit
Dark Man motherfuckin X shit, wreck shit for respect, bitch

To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly
An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high
An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I
Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right
To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly
An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high
An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I
Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right
To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly
An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high
An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I
Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right
To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly
An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high
An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I
Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right