[Verse 1: Kool John]
My chains dancing like Chris Brown
You talking money, I'mma get down
We got the whole party shaking like a mad cow
On the grind money long like a beach towel
I hit the club get the money then I creep out, my $hmop steez bout
Bringing freaks out, grown freaks red [?] with they cheeks out
Like Kraft, I'm all about my cheese

[Verse 2: ]
All rise, the kings talking
This here be a real nigga theme song
Make way we about to put the team on
Beat the game like a nigga got the cheat codes
Yeah started from the bottom, headed to a milli
She ride it like a bike, I made her pop a wheelie
Niggas hella mad cause' I'm popping in they city and I'm all about the money from the nitty to the gritty

[Chorus]
Ooohh this my shit right here
I don't think ya'll know, I don't think ya'll know
Ya'll don't got no idea, ah ah
Ooohh this my shit right here
I don't think ya'll know, I don't think ya'll know
Ya'll don't got no idea
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