Billionaire

Yeah, Trilla

Feels good, baby

Boss

I done took over the game, ****

Hopping out the Bugatti with my Bally's on

No underwear, ****

My jeans tight-fitted too, ****

Jay Z, what up, nig?

Ugh, yeah

Let me fuck with 'em right now

**** wanna kidnap

Leave me in the trunk, walk away with big stacks

They jealous of the fortune

Glitz and the fame, a cocaine mortgage

In the game like Tony Parker

Snow white Range, let my partner park it

I'm back on them things, that's my only problem

Homie, I put that on my only momma

Still rolling with the four fifth

Now that I'm rich, got these broke **** so sick

And my daughter college prepaid

She straight, say thanks to the D game

In the Phantom on that Tupac

Riding through the ghetto like I'm looking for a new spot

Nah, but I'm well established

I fuck with heroin 'cause it sell the fastest

I'ma rhyme 'bout mine and I wouldn't tell a lie

Take it out of town, go and get my money right

If it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

If it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

Ugh, Boss

A bitch try and stick me

'Cause you fuck me don't mean you can kiss me

Nah, I only fuck with the OGs

The ones that won't turn you into the police

On the run, I threw a **** four keys

IDs, passports, it was so sweet

Front yard still a car show

Bugatti, the Gotti of Morocco

I won't let the roof up

Kingdom come, prince of Zamunda

To be loved, to be loved

Oh, what a feeling for me to be loved

Haters wanna murder me and I can smell a hit

So it's music to my ears every time I feel a clip

I'm a card shark up in the Hard Rock

Twenty grand a hand, favorite jam in the iPod

I'ma rhyme 'bout mine and I wouldn't tell a lie

Take it out of town, go and get my money right

If it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

If it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

Boss

Hit a hunnid grand in a day, damn

Whip that white girl just like K-Fed

Got me a white girl, I fuck till her face red

Yeah, her food tastes bad but she give me  great head

Please, let me say that I really love her credit

Sent her to the dealership and she can, she can get it

My heart in the ghetto, I'm married to the projects

I'm riding with the AR in case a **** start shit

I'ma rhyme 'bout mine and I wouldn't tell a lie

Take it out of town, go and get my money right

If it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

If it ain't 'bout cash, I don't really care

I'm straight 'bout cash, I'm a hood billionaire

Boss

Triple-C

We unstoppable

I told y'all **** in '95 I was worth ten million

And now it's '08 and I got ten in the bank, ****

What else y'all got for me, ****?

I want to see it

I need yours too, homie

Y'all **** getting washed up

You know I don't tell a lie

Y'all need to know that **** slide through like that

Yeah, real proper like

Tryna make some moves, man

See, I got 'em a tongue full of shades, ****

I gotta new outlook on life, you know?

Ever since I got my W2 back, you feel me?

I got plans for you ****, man

Murder is not a problem

I'm the Boss

Still coming down 183rd, ****

You can hit me up on the 305 or the 786, it's all the same game

Posted up in front of Popeye's in the Maybach

****, you done seen me, ****

Triple-C's, ****, I'm the Boss