Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
A nigga like me don't give a fuck about the price,
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
I gotta P. Diddy swag, and a Hugh Hefner life
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
A nigga like me don't give a fuck about the price,
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
I gotta P. Diddy swag, and a Hugh Hefner life

Man I get so much money, love a bunch of snow bunnies,
Take em to the crib, get em in the pool and then fuck em,
Take them bitches gamblin', and do some shit that Hammer did,
And go and blow a hundred racks, [?]
Foreign cars, push-buttons, anything to keep me stuntin',
Foreign chicks are freaky sumthin, pull it out she start suckin,
Bitch I got the best weed, Cali keep me puffin',
And I do alot of drugs, just like David Ruffin,

[Chorus:]
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
A nigga like me don't give a fuck about the price,
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
I gotta P. Diddy swag, and a Hugh Hefner life.
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
A nigga like me don't give a fuck about the price,
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
I gotta P. Diddy swag, and a Hugh Hefner life.

Man I get so much money, I ball like the NBA,
But I don't run down the court, I be on a paper chase,
Heard they got a brand new Lamb', I'm gon' flip dat shit today,
I'm gon' find miss Halle Berry, Flip dat bitch like Eric Benet,
15 racks, 20 stacks, in the strip I got to waste, money
Cause I can bitch, just for all you niggas hatin',
I love dem stripper hoes, pretty smiles all races,
And I would love to nut in any one of dem hoes faces,

[Chorus:]
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
A nigga like me don't give a fuck about the price,
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
I gotta P. Diddy swag, and a Hugh Hefner life, bitch.
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
A nigga like me don't give a fuck about the price,
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
I gotta P. Diddy swag, and a Hugh Hefner life, bitch.

[Juicy J talking]
Hey nigga get yo weed, yo blow
Get yo drank together
Cause we bout to get hiiiiiigh

[Chorus 2x (Juicy J)]
Half on a sack or some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack or some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack or some
Bring that dro and play the beat

[Juicy J]
Nose all runny, fine snow bunny
Take her to the crib, make her drink cummy
I'm from the hood I ain't never did this
But now I can say I done done it
Cocaine Blain, that's my dog
Called him up to house this slut
We gone fuck her in the back of the bus
And fill her nose up full of that dust
Three 6 Mafia, wild on tour
Whooping these niggaz and fucking these hoes
In the bathroom bout two whole hours
Gettin' real high, passed out on the floor
Fuck that shit, niggaz out of the frame
Take 'em one and one, back in the game
Back on the street, back on the strip
Looking for a freak to run a train