Intro

Yo Don
They sleeping bro, they sleeping
Bruh they don't know what you've got
They don't know its intrinsic
They don't know you got it in you
Bruh they don't know the power of that music
They just, they saying Papi was a hit
They saying thats all you had
They don't know whats in the bag
Bruh bruh lets, lets get... Oh my
Put out bruh, put out, put out that energy bruh
Put it in
Put it in
Put it in
Put it in

We was cooking dough like a felony
We was cooking dough
Staying underground like a villain
But we the heroes
Cooking up, cooking up, up, cooking whip it up, make bag and flip it up
Money ball money ball money ball money ball
Rack top of top of racks full of money ball money
We was cooking dough n***a
Where were you when I hit the studio n***a
Woah woah woah
Take a step back n***a, take your shit back n***a
Remember it was me who first came to you n***a
I had that thirst n***a till I got the juice n***a
I had that hunger n***a till I got the sauce n***a
Came as lil kid, with a big dream n***a
Now imma boss n***a, calling up the shots n***a
Woah
You was acting like my woe
Should've known you were the foe
Fooled me once before
Not this time n***a uh uh no

Put it in
Put it in
Put it in

Yo Don
Ha ha Yessir
Just listened to the tape
It's coming in hot, That ish fire man
Tunnel vision, I see you locked in
They've been waiting on it
Well, the wait's over



Credits
Writer(s): Don Jamieson
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