I get money, money I got (yup) Stunts call me honey if they feel real hot I get money, money I got (that's right) Stunts call me honey if they feel real hot I get money, I-I get money I-I get money (tell em) I get I get (What I get nigga?) I get I get money I-I get money, money I got I-I get money (yea, they gotta feel me) Money, money, money I got (Haters do what the fuck you do nigga)
Ay, I'm Montana in his prime Term said I need a bandana when I ride K in the bushes, cannon in the ride Gotta stay strapped, simple that's the way that I survive Rush a nigga fast, like Sapp off the line Then know off his mask when I clap off the nine Niggaz in the hood gimme that off my grind And hoes in Hollywood gimme head off my shine I turn them hoes around, lemme hit it from behind Then I put that long, black, Bay shit in they spine Rappers always say that fake shit in they rhymes They aint sold no dope, they aint clutched no nines I'm like a parkin meter how I touch those dimes And quarters, I have ya orders Got the best flow in the west to this day Ask around, I run the Bay
Ya bitch know I run the bay Ya momma know I run the bay
Shout out to Troy Carter, lets get this dough There aint another nigga that can spit this flow There aint a younger nigga with chips this long So I play with cars like I'm six years old I need my bread and my biscuits hoe I fry these niggaz, I got a fishstick flow Ya Boy is dope, ya betta sniff this blow And if ya broke you betta fix it hoe Call me the bus, you missed it hoe You can kiss my ass with yo lipstick on Look good, Ya Boy throw that slick shit on Did it for the nookie, like Limp Bizkits song Made her sip this Trone, lick this bone And after I hit it I'm gone Puffin on that big bubba kush while I'm chantin
Ya bitch know I run the Bay I said ya bitch know I run the bay Ya momma know I run the bay