Lletres: Young Buck. The Clean Up Man: G-Unit Radio 24. Blow Some Weed.

Hey Whoo Kid, he hotter than a motherfucker

[Young Buck:]
Hey yo, you know what?
I'm startin' to feel myself a little bit
You know?
Money lookin' right
The block lookin' good
You know what i'm sayin'?
And niggas is eatin' around my way

[Chorus: Young Buck]
We be countin' big stacks
Candy paintin' Cadillacs
Chevy got that thing in the back
And I just bought another pack
Blow some weed in this bitch
Just bought another pack
Blow some weed in this bitch

We be countin' big stacks
Candy paintin' Cadillacs
Chevy got that thing in the back
And I just bought another pack
Blow some weed in this bitch
Just bought another pack
Blow some weed in this bitch

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
The mayor of the city
I know you niggas hear me
I park the Phantom in the projects just me and 50
The Dope Boy Committee
Go fill an application out
We 'gon give you a call back if its what you say its 'bout
Alright lets get this money niggas
We trappin' twenty hours until they come and get us
I can't be movin' over no pennies
Cause we will come and get it
So all you niggas with them high prices I ain't with it
Spit it...
Down the middle
Flip it and give me mine
I'd be lyin'
If I said that I stopped but i'm tryin'
What you buyin'?
What you need
Where you at? Where you be
Got the coke
Got the dope
Got the bills and the weed
Come on

[Chorus: Young Buck]
We be countin' big stacks
Candy paintin' Cadillacs
Chevy got that thing in the back
And I just bought another pack
Blow some weed in this bitch
Just bought another pack
Blow some weed in this bitch

We be countin' big stacks
Candy paintin' Cadillacs
Chevy got that thing in the back
And I just bought another pack
Blow some weed in this bitch
Just bought another pack
Blow some weed in this bitch

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
Pillsbury Dough Boy painted on the side
Baking soda seats this my dope man ride
All the junkies see me comin'
And they all get to runnin'
Before I can get out they hollain' "What you got for me?"
I make another stack
Then go check another trap
Got my mind on my money and my hand on my strap
The block throw a party when a cop get shot
So when they come through here.. They do not stop
And everyday we hustlin' like it or not
Just keep the old folks cool and we can set up shop
These young niggas act a fool start runnin' it hot
If a nigga break the rules i'm a show him what I got
Bitch

[Chorus: Young Buck]
We be countin' big stacks
Candy paintin' Cadillacs
Chevy got that thing in the back
And I just bought another pack
Blow some weed in this bitch
Just bought another pack
Blow some weed in this bitch

We be countin' big stacks
Candy paintin' Cadillacs
Chevy got that thing in the back
And I just bought another pack
Blow some weed in this bitch
Just bought another pack
Blow some weed in this bitch

[Young Buck:]
Yeah dope boy music nigga
Hey Houston, Buck The World
Spray paint it on the project buildings for me niggas
Ha ha ha
Oh man..
We gettin' money in Ca$hville
I know they gettin' money in the A
They gettin' money in Memphis
They gettin' money in Houston
Money everywhere shit
Nigga they still gettin money in Louisianna, New Orleans
They my niggas
Money in Ohio, St. Louis
Money all over this bitch
As long as they got eighteen with us they got money
Do the math bitch