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DJ Drama > Gangsta Grillz The Album > 7 - 5000 Ones

(Feat. Nelly, T.I., Diddy, Jazze Pha, Yung Joc, Willie The Kid, Young Jeezy, Twista)

I got 5000 ones lookin for tha baddest bitch in tha club
I'm lookin for her I'm lookin for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp I'm throwin it up
I'm lookin for her I'm lookin for her

[Verse 1: T.I.]
See me when I walk in ain't nothin to it
Brought ten stacks to the back then threw it
Make it rain
Ain't a thang
When it come to money I got it Mayne

You the next best thang
I'm the hottest mayne
You Talk that shit
I'm bout it mayne
We way over here
We out your range
Don't try to be G
That's not your thang
You try me G
That glock gon bang
K-I-N-G that's not gon change
I'm rich bitch I don't care bout no fame
Cause If all else fails I got cocaine
Still see me all on TV with it
Still in tha hood what ya need he get it
Dough low 4 4 see me with it
If a nigga runnin up bet believe he get it
See us in da club nigga we be trippin
Niggaz rap bout that shit we livin
7, 8, stacks on 2 or 3 bitchez
Sucka niggaz over there hatin we chillin
I ran out of ones so go back get more
Say shawty bend it over back real slow
Jack dat azz up grab that pole
Show me you bout that action hoe

I got 5000 ones lookin for tha baddest bitch in tha club
I'm lookin for her I'm lookin for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp I'm throwin it up
I'm lookin for her I'm lookin for her
Stacks so fat rubberbands can't hold [x3]
It no They can't hold it no they can't hold it no

[Verse 2: Yung Joc]
Eeenie meenie miny moe
I'm lookin for tha direction this money bout to go
I'm bout to throw I'm bout to blow
We pop bottles
Me and tha whole clique certified shot callas
Blow top dollas
Got this bitch jumpin off the chain like rotweilers
5000 Ones throw em up then stop stallin
See I'm lookin for tha baddest bitch
Splurge for a second when I'm done you can have this bitch

[Verse 3: Willie Da Kid]
5000 10, 000 20
Ones in my hand that's good money
Runs in my fam we get money
She pop that thang she get that
That money fallin like rain
I'm V.I.P. that's champaigne
I'm K.I.D. do my thang
And yes indeed I got change
Or shall I say I got papa
Stack money tall as skyscrapers
Hater's you fly I fly papa
She pop that thang she get that
She make it hot like wasabbe
Look at that body on mommy
She probably stand rite beside me
And I tsunami lil mommy


[Verse 4: Young Jeezy]
They call me young
My money long
I make it rain
Now loose yo thong
Now loose yo bottems
Now loose yo top
You saw what I just spent
I could've bought a watch
I could've bought a car
Maybe a couple bricks
I send my hood bitch tha fiths on a shoppin trip
5000 Ones yeh you kno young with it
So high up in tha air she need a flight 2 go get it
Still Mr. Magic City
You know tha replacements
This is wat I do I got a pole in my basement
If I can make it to onyx I bring onyx to tha condo
Call lil bro bring me 20 grand pronto


[Verse 5: Twista]
It's tha Twista and can't nobody hold him
Tha money tha stacks that we makin you can't nobody fold em
Get love in tha strip club
Gotta nigga feelin so freaky they askin is u rollin
Yeh makin it rain is automatic when
Said if you trickin you got it
Pimpin is a habit from twista magic city
And the muthafuckin 'll know bout it
Steady stackin papa that's tha reason we be throwin it up
Dollas at the coke they slang d
Really lil mamma all over DJ Drama
And T.I. Joc and Nelly
When we In tha club
I'm a pop a couple of bottles and I'm a spark that kush shit up
Got 5000 ones and I'm about to throooow it up
Sip on some that patrone
I'm a bout put a hundred on one of them thongs
Gotta cup a lil something cause I pay tha bill
This lil money ain't shit I make major deal
Better ring the alarm hear come tha paper
Twista comin in tha club when I get I pop alot
When she come up with a fatty I gladly tip her Jazze, tell em wat I got





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