Money and Power Big Tymers

[Chorus: Manny Fresh]
If you could be me for an hour
Have Money and Power
Stand tall and ball and send your records to Tower
You Would love that (Hot, Hot)
You Would love that (Hot, Hot)
If you could be me for an hour
Have Money and Power
Stand tall and ball and send your records to Tower
You Would love that (Hot, Hot)
You Would love that (Hot, Hot)

[Verse 1: Birdman]
Nigga, get your shit together
Tell the homeboys, we gon' shine in the rainy weather
Strap up we gon' ride tonight
Cause all I wan' do is play with hoes tonight
And my Rollies with my bezel speak through the ice
Let my Jag drop top speak through the gold headlights
Man, I'm on an all-night flight
Worth about a millie on a silly night
On the really, I'm worth about a hundred millie on a rainy night
Playboy and my game be tight
I wanna holla at my little brother L, he restin' in peace
My daddy Johnny, playa he restin' in peace
Or my momma Gladys or my sister Noreese
Man half of my family already deceased
But this baller life don't mean nothin' to me
Playa if I can't share it with my muthafuckin' family
I'ma roll with my heat and ride with my H.B.'s
And make all my hoes say the love me
Fitted hats, stayin' strap, Ree's on my feet
Ask 'Lac playboy if you don't believe me
You better stay strapped rollin' in the UPT
Besides all these cars and all these broads
Holla at me playa thangs for 10 a key
Playboy you could believe me