{Manny Fresh}   I told ya fuckin' ass I be back   In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac   License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho   Chillin' by ya boy house kissin' on these hoes   See these broads want stars   Big dicks down in the drows   Seven days a week seven brand new cars   Yeah I done it parkin' GS 300   Check us and front it the Navigator   Garage with the elevator   You not a hata   Then press second floor   So you can see the muthfuckin' Big Tymers car show   Now on the left side we got the brand new Benz   And on the right side bitches shakin' ass for ends   And in the middle niggas throwin' 20s and 10s   And up top niggas drinkin' juices with gin juices with gin juices with gin      {Baby}   News cars   Pretty broads   Neighborhood superstars   Going far   Goin' to the super bowl   In the hole   And I owe my nigga for frontin' me two kilos   Yellow ice   With new heights   Hoes got my name right   Fame got my muthafuckin' game tight   Dirt digga   Hoe go-getta   Nigga outta line   Playboy I got ten on ya feet   Car shinna   Rim blinda   20 inch rida   Nigga and you can ride right beside me   Titty watcha   Hoe stoppa   VCR tape poppa   Neighborhood naked flick watcha   Border line Hen (hennesey) poppa   Byran is my heart and Pearl is my number one chick   And Ca$h Money Records gone run this nationwide shit   And playa you can believe that shit      {Chorus: repeat 4X}      Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe   Big big big ballin' is my hobby      {Manny Fresh}   I see you jockin' Baby cuz he got a Mercedes   And ya know about his ladies   And all his babies      {Baby}   I know what they like   Them brand new bikes   So we can ride around town like Tina and Ike   I'ma shine till I die nigga   We worldwide everybody know Ca$h Money ride or die nigga      {Manny Fresh}   Twenty inch wheels is what I roll   And when I pass yo bitch all outta control      {Baby}   Buyin' Lexus Land Cruisers   The 4-7 the big pipe user   Hoe abuser      {Manny Fresh}   Its the project sticker man   Full of liquor man   Ridin' with cha bitch with the tymers playin'      {Baby}   Ballin everyday popin' Dom P bottles   Ball til ya fall is the Ca$h Money motto   Flashy cars   Pretty broads   The word uptown we bought these cars   For girls I bought   Pretty jewels   With new shoes   With tatoos   A Ca$h Money motto do what you gotta do      {Manny Fresh}   Fight who you gotta fight   Shoot who you gotta shoot   Boot who you gotta boot   Do what you gotta do      ::Chorus::LyricsCafe.com::      {Manny Fresh}   Ten years ago a friend of mine   Brought me to uptown second line   Met meatball, nair, anglin mets   Want you do a D.J. in the jets   Bought two trigger mans and brown beat   Now you can pop that pussy in the middle of the street   Best believe next week I'ma be downtown   Point court St. Bernard bitch throwin' down   Then I'm mosy on down cross the kanel   Put up the mic cuz I got a fuckin' story ta tell   Teresa      {Baby:}   Yous a Ca$h Money bitch say what you still a Ca$h Money bitch   {Manny:}   I say lil Lisa   {Baby:}   You still a Ca$h Money bitch say what you still a Ca$h Money bitch   {Manny:}   My nigga Baby ya wit me   {Baby:}   Fa sho   {Manny:}   Now bring it to the McMelph Caliope      {Baby}   Niggas livin for the Sunday   On the lake bakin cake watchin niggaz ridin round with they honey   (Drinkin Daquiri) Hoes packin, white folks actin   Givin tickets nigga for the jackin   Niggaz feudin, game losin   Lil' told me ta watch these hoes tryin to abuse me   Joe Casey, goin crazy   My homeboy told me to watch these motherfuckin feds   Chilly Chilly actin silly, but cha name killa   Told me he gon' kill him a nigga   Suga Slim, all in, game tight   And we just about to start this all night flight