[Intro]
Money Makin' Mitch
Yeah, you pressin' record?
Yea, cause shit I said they gon remember forever
Ay yo Mom I told you I was gon be somebody
I told you I was gon be somebody!
( Honorable C-Note)
Yea, shoutout to my daddy
Yea, man! Ayy yo, this ones for you, pops
Check it out:

[Verse 1: Puff Daddy]
Cocaine on the table, I wasn't always able
I watch these nigs get rich all in these fucking fables
They like to cook the numbers, we don't cook the numbers
We just want the summer, you can have that woman

[Hook: Puff Daddy]
These niggas really out here tripping, man
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face

[Verse 2: Gizzle]
Cop another Q, cop another Coupe
(Yea, let's go)
My niggas from Jamaica, know that shit for true
(Blood, fire)
(Blow! Blow! Blow!)
Crazy out my mind, crazy out my mind
Yo bitches on my line, I'm tryna find some time

[Hook: Puff Daddy]
These niggas really out here trippin', man
I can't feel my face
I can't feel my face

[Bridge: Gizzle, (Puff Daddy)]
That pack jumpin', those fiends comin'
That line all down the block
(That mean that soft comin', that beam comin')
(Them diamonds floodin' my watch)
That pack jumpin', them fiends comin'
That line all down the block
(That mean that soft comin', that beam comin')
(Them diamonds floodin' my watch)
On, on, on any block
On, on, on any block

[Verse 3: Gizzle]
Hey what's cooking on the table, baby, shoot
It's Cain and Abel, baby and I been seein' angels lately
And I just make it flip, make the grip
And make my lady crazy, I'm so eighties, baby
Eighty-eight Mercedes, bring your friends
Let them live, and if they live then you can bring your friends again
And they can bring some friends with them
Cause we just talk fly, and we just walk fly
And look you in your eyes cause [Jesus ?] got eyes
So we dress God-like, and we go star-life
You live your's once, but we live ours twice
What's in these streets? Take your chances
Till my hustle advance, shit
You niggas got bands? Well I got banned with
For not gettin' [sand ?] with, nightly
But two things [?] speak Spanish
One's makin' tacos, one makin' a sandwich
(I can't feel my face)
Arguing over who I'm about to take me a bath with
(We can't feel a thang)
[Laughs], yeah