(Verse 1)
And once again it's big [bad word] the number rackets
Wearin Pele jackets
Fast loot tactics, I'm well up in the millionaire bracket
The boss of all bosses, I own racehorses and a fortress
Corridors with olympic torches and Mona Lisa portraits
Jacuzzis and saunas and eatin steak at Benihana's
Bentley's, limousine, the front yard stream is full of pirahnas
I'm set, a private jet, I drink a lot of Beck's
Get a lot of sess, condo and duplex, diamond infested Rolex
 Deliver a crown at the world units with silver china
Sippin on finer wine-r you see more shines than diamond miners
The Highness, kingpin of heroin
I'm thorough when I have to bring the terror in
Handle business in each and every borough in
Town or city, I'm rollin like Frank Nitti, I'm rich and pretty
 Back up kiddies, I got crimies that's grimy and gritty
[bad word] that's spunky and likes to keep his pockets chunky
 Makin most of my money, from all the dopefiends and junkies
 I learned from the best the ones that's livin
 And the ones that's put to rest
So I bless my chest with a vest and pack a Smith-N-Wes
 And then I'm off to get the snaps, not the scraps
 The game is be a real mack, the name is Kool Rap

Now it's a [bad word] shame, what I gotta do just to make a dollar
 Living in this game, sometimes it makes you wanna holler
 It's a [bad word] shame, what I gotta do just to make a dollar
 Living in this game, sometimes it makes you wanna holler

 (Verse 2)

 I got a fly ho up under the wing, a swinger that does her thing
 And if you step inside my ring, she'll bang it out and make your brains hang
 She sits at resteraunt tables with mink foxes and sables
 Drinkin Cherenade brand label she'll rock a sucker's cradle
And yeah, honey is more bounce to the ounce
She walks around with lucci in large amounts
Millions inside Swiss bank accounts
 Her name is Tammy, got a beach house in Miami
 Rides around with a small jammy in her silk and satin panties
 down ho, a Foxy Brown ho, standin her ground ho
And if you clown yo she'll turn into a bust a round ho
 Fly as a Heaven's Angel got sapphires in her bangles
 Diamond earrings hang n dangle gettin money from all angles
She's pretty under the New York city bright lights
 And real late, way after midnight, I hit it cause the slit's tight
 Wake up early and make my rounds, break up break down
Packin a silver four pound, some clowns be trying to get down
Light up a smoke and grab a stack of C-notes
Them slick stick up kids don't get no free dough bro
 Cause I ain't tryin to be broke
 I goes all out for Rap and this honey nothin funny
 It's a [bad word] shame, what I gotta do to get the money

 Now it's a [bad word] shame, what I gotta do just to make a dollar
 Living in this game, sometimes it makes me wanna holler
 It's a [bad word] shame, what I gotta do just to make a dollar
 Living in this game, sometimes it makes me wanna holler

 No it ain't no sleeping over (8X, then fade)