(*talking*)   We got that green stuff, Big Tite   Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg   Fin to put it all in y'all face      [Slim Thug]   I got too much money, too much cash   I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash   Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue that   22 that, pounds of dro I done blew that   You should of knew that, the Slim Thug gon shine   My ear rings cost a dime, I read Rolex Times   I'm top of the line, you can tell when I open my mouth   I bet nobody got mo' princess cut teeth, than the Boss   Open your mouth up you lost, I'm blinding these boys   I'm joining rocks in your blocks, in candy blue toys   Talking noise, cause I ain't old enough to drank   But I got mo' cash to last, than your daddy in the bank   I'm top rank, Slim Thug gon talk the talk   Walk the walk, we can bet ball for ball   We some paid young G's, with too much cash   Too much flow and do', talking too much trash ha      [Hook - 2x]   Too much money, too much cash   All y'all haters, can kiss our ass   We got too much money, too much cash   All y'all haters, can kiss our ass      [Lil Flip]   Too much money is what I got, like Scarface I rap a lot   S-Type Jag straight off the lot, believe me dog I'm really hot   I'm swanging 4's and thinking thoed, banging hoes and changing clothes   Smoking dro and doing shows, paper stack can never fold   I bought the car and I bought the house, I represent the Dirty South   Got more syrup than Waffle House, run through hoes like Marshall Faulk   I talk the talk and walk the walk, cause nigga I'm a G   Lil Flip is who I be, I know your gal know me   Cause I wear a Roley, that look like a snowman   And I push a Jag, you just gotta see it man   I'm sitting on Dubs, kinda like a blank tape   You see them rocks in my teeth, ain't none of em fake   Give me a break, you think I'm lying or something   I'm at the mall with your hoe, and she buying me something   I'm a young pimp, with a whole lot of cash   And y'all haters, y'all can kiss our ass      [Hook - 2x]      [Tite]   I got too much M-O-N-E-Y   Anything I S-E-E, I B-U-Y   Pull a Bentley off the lot, and ran that thang in the wall   We throw Crys in the air laugh, and watch it fall   Watch me ball, as the Dub spin like a top   I got crunk when I stopped, and made my pop trunk wop   Girls bop, automatic cause I'm top of the line   I cut my beep past six, and I raise the top of your spine   I'ma shine, Sucka Free, Boss Hogg in a row   You can catch me fresh and braided, or rugged and fro   You see the Spre's on the car, I bet you my people like the rock   When girls see Tite, Flip and Slim they say... pulling cameras out   Damn I'm hot, when I hit the club I'm bound to line to the bar   And for the first hundred people, I'm insuring they car   Attracting your star, cause nigga my piece attracting your car   We got too much green, and that's real by far      [Hook - 2x]