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Gina G - It's All About the Benjamins lyrics
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
 Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
 It's all about the Benjamins baby
 Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
 It's all about the Benjamins baby
 Goodfellas, uhh
 [Verse One: Puff Daddy]
 Now... what y'all wanna do?
 Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers?
 Brawlers -- who be dippin in the Benz wit 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, fettucini, and veal
 But still, everything's real in the field
 And what you can't have now, leave in your will
 But don't knock me for tryin to bury
 seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery
 Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
 on your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word
 Swimmin in women wit they own condominiums
 Five plus Fives, who drive Millineums
 It's all about the Benjamins, what?
 I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the mutts
 Five carats on my hands wit the cuts
 And some'n European figures, fuck the clutch, what?
 [Verse Two: Jadakiss] - (overlaps last two lines of Puff Daddy)
 I want a all chromed out, fuck bein a broke nigga
 Drinkin malt liquor, drivin a Bro' Vega
 I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uhh)
 Rockin Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
 Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin Cristals
 Freakin the three-quarter reptiles (ahahah)
 Enormous cream, forrest green -- Benz jeep
 for my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme (that's right)
 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 (uh-uh)
 Cause I leave you, I'm only here
 for that green paper which the eagle
 [Verse Three: Sheek]
 I'm strictly tryin to cop those, colossal sized Picasso's
 And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (whoo!)
 Mienda, with cash flowin like Sosa
 And the latin chick tranportin in the chocha
 Stampedin over, pop Mo's, never sober 
 Lex and Range Rovers dealin weight by Minnesota (uhh)
 Avoidin NARC's wit camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh)
 Stash in the buildin wit this chick named Alona (uh-huh)
 from Daytona, when I was young I wants to bone her (uh-huh)
 But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants (ahahaha)
 Trickin, they takin me skiing, at the Aspens (c'mon)
 Uhh, gangsta mental, stay poppin Cristal
 Pack a black pist-al in the Ac' Coupe that's dark brown (whoo!)
 Pinky-ringin, gondolas wit the man singin
 Italian music down the river wit your chick clingin
 to my bizzalls, player you mad false
 Actin hard when you as pussy as RuPaulGina G - It's All About the Benjamins - http://motolyrics.com/gina-g/its-all-about-the-benjamins-lyrics.html
 [Interlude: Puff Daddy]
 C'mon, c'mon, uh-huh
 It's all about the Benjamins baby
 Uh-huh, yeah
 (repeat 4X)
 It's all about the Benjamins baby
 Now, what y'all wanna do?
 It's all about the Benjamins baby
 Wanna be ballers, shot-callers
 It's all about the Benjamins baby
 Brawlers -- who be dippin in the Benz wit the spoilers
 It's all about the Benjamins baby
 On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
 [Verse Four: Lil' Kim] - (overlaps last two lines of interlude)
 Uhh, uhh, what the blood clot?
 Wanna bumble wit the Bee hahh?
 BZZZZT, throw a hex on a whole family (yeah, yeah yeah)
 Dressed in all black like "The Omen" (say what?)
 Have your friends singin 'This is for my homey' (that's right)
 And you know me, from makin niggaz so sick
 Floss in my 6 with the Lex on the wrist
 If it's Murder, you know She Wrote it (uh-huh)
 German Luger for your ass bitch, deep throated
 Know you wanna fill the room cause it's platinum coated
 Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
 All that bullshit you kick, playa hatin from the sideline
 Get your own shit, why you ridin mine? (uh-huh)
 I'm, a Goodfella kinda lady
 Stash 380's and Mercedes, Puffy hold me down baby!
 Only female in my crew, and I kick shit
 like a nigga do, with a trigga too, fuck you
 (Big: Yeah, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh!)
 [Verse Five: Notorious B.I.G.]
 I been had skills, Cristal spills
 Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill' to ice grill
 Make it hard to figure me, liquor be, kickin me
 in my asshole, uhhh, undercover, "Donnie Brasco"
 Lent 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 kat?"
 Half a brick of yea, in the bra, where her titties at
 And I'm livin that, whole life, we push weight (uh-huh)
 Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State (c'mon)
 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 Benji's
 What??
 [Outro: Puff Daddy]
 It's all about the Benjamins baby
 Uh-huh, yeah
 (repeat 8X)








