Diddy — It’s All About the Benjamins Shot-Caller Rock Remix I

[Intro: Puff Daddy & FuzzBubble, Rob Zombie, Tommy Stinson] (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) Uh, uh-huh, yeah Uh, uh-huh, yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) Uh (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) It's all about the Benjamins (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) It's all about the Benjamins (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) Yeah [Verse 1: Puff Daddy] Now, what y'all wanna do? Wanna be ballers, shot callers, brawlers Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers On the low from the Jake in the Taurus Tryin' to get my hands on some Grants like Horace Yeah, livin' the raw deal Three course meals: spaghetti, fettuccine, and vеal But still, everything's real in thе field And what you can't have now, leave in your will But don't knock me for tryin' to bury Seven zeroes over in Rio de Janeir-y Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard On your Hot 9-7 every day, that's my word Swimmin' in women with they own condominiums Five plus five's, who drive Millenniums It's all about the Benjamins, what I get a fifty pound bag of Euk for the mutts Five carats on my hands with the cuts In somethin' European chromed out with the clutch, what [Verse 2: Jadakiss] I wanna hold figures, fuck bein' a broke nigga Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Viga I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers Rocking Girbaud denims with gold zippers Lost your touch, we kept ours, poppin' Cristals Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles Enormous cream, forest green Benz Jeep For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you You should do what we do, stack chips like Hebrews Don't let the melody intrigue you, 'cause I leave you I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle [Verse 3: Sheek Louch & FuzzBubble, Rob Zombie, Tommy Stinson] I'm strictly tryin' to cop those colossal-sized Picassos And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (Woo) (It's all about the Benjamins) Tienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa And a Latin chick transportin' in her chocha Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober Flexin' Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota Avoidin' NARCs with camcorders and Chevy Novas Stash in the building with this chick named Wilona From Daytona, when I was young, I wanted to bone her But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspens, ugh Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown (Woo) Pinky-ringin', gondolas with the man singin' Italian music down the river with your chick clingin' To my bizzalls, player, you mad false Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's [Chorus: Puff Daddy & FuzzBubble, Rob Zombie, Tommy Stinson] Come on, come on, uh-huh It's all about the Benjamins, hey (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) It's all about the Benjamins, hey (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) It's all about the Benjamins, hey (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) It's all about the Benjamins (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) Yeah [Refrain: Puff Daddy] Now, what y'all wanna do? Wanna be ballers, shot-callers, brawlers Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers On the low from the Jake in the Taurus [Verse 4: Lil' Kim & (Puff Daddy)] Uh, uh, what the bloodclaat (Yeah, yeah) Wanna bumble with the Bee, huh? (Yeah yeah yeah yeah) Bzzz, throw a hex on the whole family (Uh-huh) Dressed in all black like The Omen Have your friends singin', "This is for my homie" (That's right) And you know me from makin' niggas so sick Floss in my 6, with the 'lex on the wrist If it's murder, you know she wrote it (Uh-huh) German Ruger for yo' ass, bitch, deep throat it (Come on) Know you wanna feel the womb 'cause it's platinum-coated Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick All that bullshit you kick, player-hatin' from the sideline Get your own shit — why you ridin' mine? I'm a Goodfella kinda lady Stash .380s in Mercedes — Puffy, hold me down, baby Only female in my crew and I kick shit like a nigga do Pull the trigger too, fuck you [Verse 5: The Notorious B.I.G.] I been had skills, Cristal spills Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill', the ice grill Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin' me In my asshole, undercover, Donnie Brasco Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl (Uh-huh) My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740 Rockin' Redman and Naughty — oh, where my kitty cat? Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at And I'm livin' that whole life, we push weight Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes in Penn State Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway Playa haters, get away or my lead will spray Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what? [Outro: Puff Daddy & FuzzBubble, Rob Zombie, Tommy Stinson] (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) What, what, what, what, what It's all about the Benjamins, hey (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) It's all about the Benjamins, hey (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) It's all about the Benjamins, hey (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) It's all about the Benjamins, hey (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) What y'all wanna do? It's all about the Benjamins, hey (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) Wanna be ballers, shot-callers, brawlers It's all about the Benjamins, hey (It's all about the Benjamins, baby) Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers On the low from the Jake in the Taurus, what