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    Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
    Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
    It's all about the Benjamins
    Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
    It's all about the Benjamins
    Goodfellas, uhh

    Verse One: Puff Daddy

    Now... what y'all wanna do?
    Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers?
    Brawlers -- who be dippin in the Benz wit the spoilers
    On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
    Tryin to get my hands on some Grants like Horace
    Yeah livin the raw deal, three course meals
    Spaghetti, fettucini, and veal
    But still, everything's real in the field
    And what you can't have now, leave in your will
    But don't knock me for tryin to bury
    seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery
    Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
    on your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word
    Swimmin in women wit they own condominiums
    Five plus Fives, who drive Millineums
    It's all about the Benjamins, what?
    I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the mutts
    Five carats on my hands wit the cuts
    And swim in European figures
    Fuck bein a broke nigga

    Verse Two: Jadakiss (overlaps last two lines of Puff Daddy)

    I want a all chromed out wit the clutch, nigga
    Drinkin malt liquor, drivin a Bro' Vega
    I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uhh)
    Rockin Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
    Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin Cristals
    Freakin the three-quarter reptiles (ahahah)
    Enormous cream, forrest green -- Benz jeep
    for my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme (that's right)
    We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you
    You should do what we do, stack chips like *Hebrews*
    Don't let the melody intrigue you (uh-uh)
    Cause I leave you, I'm only here
    for that green paper with the eagle

    Verse Three: Sheek

    I'm strictly tryin to cop those, colossal sized Picasso's
    And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (whoo!)
    Mienda, with cash flowin like Sosa
    And the latin chick tranportin in the chocha
    Stampedin over, pop Mo's, never sober
    Lex and Range Rovers dealin weight by Minnesota (uhh)
    Avoidin NARC's wit camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh)
    Stash in the buildin wit this chick named Alona (uh-huh)
    from Daytona, when I was young I wants to bone her (uh-huh)
    But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants (ahahaha)
    Trickin, they takin me skiing, at the Aspens (c'mon)
    Uhh, gangsta mental, stay poppin Cristal
    Pack a black pist-al in the Ac' Coupe that's dark brown (whoo!)
    Pinky-ringin, gondolas wit the man singin
    Italian music down the river wit your chick clingin
    to my bizzalls, player you mad false
    Actin hard when you as pussy as RuPaul

    Interlude: Puff Daddy

    C'mon, c'mon, uh-huh

    It's all about the Benjamins
    Uh-huh, yeah
    (repeat 4X)

    It's all about the Benjamins
    Now, what y'all wanna do?
    It's all about the Benjamins
    Wanna be ballers, shot-callers
    It's all about the Benjamins
    Brawlers -- who be dippin in the Benz wit the spoilers
    It's all about the Benjamins
    On the low from the Jake in the Taurus

    Verse Four: Lil' Kim (overlaps last two lines of interlude)

    Uhh, uhh, what the blood clot?
    Wanna bumble wit the Bee hahh?
    BZZZZT, throw a hex on a whole family (yeah... yeah yeah)
    Dressed in all black like the Oman (say what?)
    Have your friends singin 'This is for my homey' (that's right)
    And you know me, from makin niggaz so sick
    Floss in my 6 with the Lex on the wrist
    If it's Murder, you know She Wrote it (uh-huh)
    German luger for your ass bitch, deep throat it
    Know you wanna fill the room cause it's platinum coated
    Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
    All that bullshit you kick, playa hatin from the sideline
    Get your own shit, why you ridin mine? (uh-huh)
    I'm, a Goodfella kinda lady
    Stash 380's and Mercedes, Puffy hold me down baby!
    Only female in my crew, and I kick shit
    like a nigga do, pull tha trigga too, fuck you
    (Big: Yeah, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh!)

    Verse Five: Notorious B.I.G.

    I been had skills, Cristal spills
    Hide bills in Brazil, about a mil to ice grill
    Make it hard to figure me, liquor be, kickin me
    in my asshole, uhhh, undercover, Donni Brascoe
    Lent my East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
    My West coast shorty, push the chrome 740
    Rockin wit Redman and Naughty, all in my kitty-kat
    Half a brick of yea, in the bra, where her titties at
    And I'm livin that, whole life, we push weight (uh-huh)
    Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State (c'mon)
    Listen close it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
    Attack with the Mac, my left hand spit, right hand
    grip on the whip, for the smooth getaway
    Playa haters get away or my lead will spray
    Squeeze off til I'm empty, don't tempt me
    Only, to Hell I send thee, all about the Benji's

    Outro: Puff Daddy

    It's all about the Benjamins
    Uh-huh, yeah
    (repeat 8X)

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