okay [x6] You can run an tell my city I'm on [x6] You can run an tell my city it's on [Bun B:] Bun B King of the Trill also one of the dopest, Whether
that cheese, hit the block [Bun B: over Chorus One] Get it, let's get it Get that money mayne, get that money mayne Let's get that money mayne, c'mon
money and got whips just pull up on your stop an go's This is the way we stop and go, don't block my way, we stop the show [Bun B:] Please rise for
sweets and dank, it's a family affair [Bun B] Port Arthur, Texas represented by long lines and G's Where niggas'll fuck you out cho' money, yo mind,
: [Bun B] Bone hard nigga, hoes be runnin from the scene Cause I'm out to demean, count the green and throw that jim in the in-between Now Bun B moves
money Mo' money, mo' money, money, mo' (mo') Mo' money, mo' money, money, mo' (mo') Mo' money, mo' money, money, mo' (mo') Mo' money, mo' money, money, mo' (mo') [Verse 2 - Bun B
down, put it down [Bun B - Verse 2] They know I?m on a Port Arthur state of mind southern superstar status I elevate the crime My time is money so I put some money
slapped quick! (Drama!! Drama!!) About that nigga named! (Drama!! Drama!!) [Verse 1: Bun B] Niggaz sayin' what they gon' do when they see that Bun B
I'm gettin to the money, I need another comma Some of em love the drama, more than they love they mama [Bun B:] Welcome to the land of the trill, where
here motherfucker C'mon check this out GO! [Diddy:] Who the fuck talkin' money Ha ha ha funny I got so much money My money count money My nickname is
(with Bun B) [Bun B - Verse 1] Now when it come to making money I'm a printing press When it come to being Trill I'm a litmus test I run it like a fitness
s okay [x6] You can run an tell my city I'm on [x6] You can run an tell my city it's on [Bun B:] Bun B King of the Trill also one of the dopest, Whether
rapper on Myspace with more friends than Tom One for the money, two for the count Riding in a vehicle I can't even pronouce S.O.D. Money Gang, money keep
shot Think we got a problem, I snitched on myself And I hate rats so I dugg a ditch for myself what [Chorus] [Bun B:] Well it's the king of the trill Bun B
[Bun B] Bone hard nigga, hoes be runnin from the scene Cause I'm out to demean, count the green and throw that jim in the in-between Now Bun B moves