{Ooh, L-Don}

[Intro: Diddy (Rick Ross) {Gucci Mane}]
(Real niggaz) {Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...}
Ayo, ayo Waka (Boss!) {BURR!!}
(Free Gucci!) {GUUCI!} Y'all ain't expect me to [bad word] wit this one
I see you, boy (Let's turn the temperature up on these niggaz again, [bad word] 
Y'all must've forgot, I started this [bad word] 
Yeah, check this out
THIS -- IS -- THE REMIX

[Diddy - Verse 1]
I got my billions up, [bad word] with dem white folks
Now I don't give a [bad word]  'cause I'm richer than dem white folks
Lamborghini [bad word]  y'all ain't even seen it yet
Bought me Teterboro just to Diddy bop and land my jet (Ahhhhhh-OWWWWW!!!!!)
I'm-I'm hustlin out of Harlem, Paulie Castellano (Don't stop)
 [bad word]  I am a problem, I just bought the Delano (That's right)
Pimpin in my convo, [bad [bad word] in combos
Pictures of Christopher on my wall all in my condo
I don't [bad word] with fake hoes! All I touch is J-Lo's 
All I drink is my [bad word]  Ciroc by the case load (Let's go!)
Movies is my next [bad word]  two mil on my necklace
Bad Boy - 80 million [bad word] records! 
 [bad word] #33;!!)

[Rick Ross - Verse 2]
I [bad word] my money up... I bought another Rolls Royce
to pick my homies up... my top back like "Oh boy"
Step yo' game up... You ridin [bad word]  hold on
I switched the game up.. One stack that's for the whole zone
That's thirty-six a kilo, [bad word]  I think I'm Nino
 [bad word]  I think I'm Scarface, [bad word]  I'm Al Pacino
Flippin my lil' C-notes, painted my new Benzo
Took my [bad word] to Red Lobster, I cain't feed no friends, hoe!
 [bad word]  I'm on my high horse, jewels I rock I die for
'cause that [bad word] that I bought, shoot yo' [bad word] that's my fault
 [bad word]  I'm on this asphalt, money makin be the thing
 [bad word]  I'm on my last straw, them choppers always do the thing

 [bad word] 2X]
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH~! 
O let's doooooo it
Hey - o let's doooooo it 
Hey - o let's doooooo it
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH~!
 [bad word] dealin music
Hey - I influence
Hey - I influence

[Waka Flocka Flame - Verse 3]
I [bad word] my money up --  [bad word] #33;) 
Now I can't re-up
Ran up in his spot (spot) 
Just to get my stacks up
Now I'm back on deck (deck)
So shawty, what the [bad word] you want?!
Heard he talkin [bad word]  [bad word]  
But this ain't what the [bad word] he want! (Flocka!)
Lock my CEO up, now it's back to coka
Niggaz talkin [bad word] brah, hang 'em by the rope-a
Hit 'em wit the choppa, call dat [bad word] hot llama
Call me waka Flocka, a/k/a Young wild [bad word] 
A/k/a Young [bad word] Dealer
Got purp, got kush, got pills, got white
In the trap all night, wit the hard and soft
Stacks on the flo', watch {?} boy whip it
Shook it to the left then he shook it to the right
So Icey, Brick Boys, got it all night
These lame [bad word] niggaz ain't got no fight
Kick in my door we gon' shoot out all night [echoes]

[Gucci Mane - Verse 4]
(Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...WAH)
BURR!! BURR!! GUCCI!
I stack my money up, Brick Squad we so g'd up
I'm countin cash in my office, sippin coffee with my feet up (Wooooow)
Haters sendin threats, like they want beef but dey know dey don't
Meet Flocka at the dealership, I told him get what the [bad word] you want (Well [bad word] #33;)
They locked my homeboy Verne up, 1999 for murder
Now niggaz claiming Zone 6, that I ain't never heard of
Hit you with the carbon, but why when I got shooters?
You heard Gucci was locked up, but that was just [bad word] #33; (GUCCI!)
Got purp, got pills, got lean, plus I got powder for you snorters [snorts]
You wanna find me, I-20 to {EAST ATLANTA, GEORGIA}
I send my female shooters (mwah), that rock-a-bye baaay-baaay 
1017 shawty, in my hood we got them AKs'