(feat. Lil Wayne, Rick Ross)




[Chorus:]

They know what we want, give it to us [x4]



Twenty, tens, n fives (carots)

If you a balla than a hundred's gon' fly

That's what I'm talkin bout

Stacks to the sky



We gon' twenty, tens, n fives [x2]



[Verse: Rick Ross]

I'm not a five dolla nigga, I'm a billion dollar entity

All I chase is money only bad bitches interest me

Dade County nigga, diamonds come from Tiffany's

Bought the prototype n they hit the streets eventually

Toss my dolla bills, toss my dolla bills

All I ever wanna do, toss my dolla bills

All they talkin cease, u could hear the breeze

When the bitches realizin that I'm throwin hun' beefs



[Verse: Trina]

Twenty, fifty, hundredes on my bed I think I'll pay but
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Pillows made of thousand dollar bills can you wait

Million dollar carpet, then I'll fuck it, keep the change

I keep a lenin closet of some fresh, she said what's his name

I got Mr. Willdrow Wilsons hit the stocket stange

And they know what I want, they sit the money for I came

Spend it on the chain blow it all at the bar

Weezy baby comin deep, this is Trina rockstarr



[Verse: Lil Wayne]

Man all I got is hundreds, I ain't even stuntin

Stuck on the bendges like Benjamin Button

Trina what it do, I ain't seen ya in a minute

But I think about my life but thank God that u was in it

Hello Weezy Baby, aka payday, twenty, tens, fives

I give that shit to nana, young money boss, cash money G

Weezy F Baby and the F is for free.

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