[Hook:] What it is yo, what it is yo We be stacking big do', and blowing endo What it is yo, what it is yo We been stacking this paper, from the get go
[C-Note:] What it is yo, you already know what time it is Hitting every city, networking all kind of biz What it is yo, you know that boy gotta keep it real I'm the first kid on the mic, with that diamonds grill What it is yo, you know them boys been fronting Always got them K's, always into some'ing What it is yo, nigga I'm a big shot Just like Mos Def, I got sixteen blocks You know I'm so superior, Palamene interior Suicide do's, on a Chrysler imperior Style's so inferior, one shot I'm clearing ya Them niggaz talking loud in the crowd, but we ain't hearing ya Coming through your area, we creases beef is Never real niggaz, and a few dime pieces I'm loving the way they stop and stare, I'm loving the way the diamonds glare I'm loving the way they can't compare, I'm loving the way they got somewhere
[Hook:] What it is yo, what it is yo We be stacking big do', and blowing endo What it is yo, what it is yo We been stacking this paper, from the get go What it is yo, what it is yo For realer, you don't want it with the Screwed Up Click hoe What it is yo, what it is yo Y'all boys be faker, than Pretendo
[C-Note:] They say them boys down South bank, got that flow got that do' See me on the showroom flo', watch me how I cop it though Show you how I'm gonna act, show you how I'm born to stack Show you how my c.d.'s, fly right off the rack Concerts all packed, pulled up trunk cracked Yellowbone on my side, no stomach all back Escallade all black, swisher sweets ball bats We got that money by the ton, and you ain't bout that Nigga I'ma dip boy, ride through the strip boy Keep the extra clip on my hip, so I don't slip boy When I see that snitch boy, I'm jumping out that whip boy And let this motherfucking AK, rip boy Miss me with that drama mayn, catch me switching lane to lane C-Note up in some'ing sick, rolling with the candy frame Ask your girl she know my name, doing shit she can't explain I see you mad at me, cause you ain't balling mayn
[Hook:] What it is yo, what it is yo We be stacking big do', and blowing endo What it is yo, what it is yo We been stacking this paper, from the get go
[Lil' Flip:] The Maybach coupe coming out, so get your cash for it I'm going back to Amsterdam, bring your pass-porit So what it is yo, we blowing big hoe (Flip what you smoking on), ay partna this dro Fifty G's in my vault, R.I.P. to Big H.A.W.K. To the Click that's a loss, we put it down for the South Big boys big trucks, big rims big nuts Big guns more than one, my coke game weigh a ton Spray the gun get away, relocate to another state Set up shop pick a block, Note got the Escallade Black cars purple weed, purple drank green money And we don't fuck with T-B, we fuck around with king honey My ring a hundred, my new chain half a mill Look I ain't capping, but ain't that like half your deal But nevermind that, now let me recline back If they ain't Clover Geez, that shit sound whack
[Hook:] What it is yo, what it is yo We be stacking big do', and blowing endo What it is yo, what it is yo We been stacking this paper, from the get go What it is yo, what it is yo For realer, you don't want it with the Screwed Up Click hoe What it is yo, what it is yo Y'all boys, be faker than Pretendo
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