Put Some Money On It - Joell Ortiz, Jadakiss, Styles P

Yeah, Don Corlito flyin out a Tito

The further I get the ground look more mosquito

Dutch burnin, other hand big Mojito

I don’t mean Dorito when I say (Put some money on it)

Yeah, you ain’t really all around all that stuff

The coke, the crack, the guns, heard 'bout enough

They said, «Yo Donny, you gon' really sign with Puff?»

I said I’ll live too long as Diddy (Put some money on it)

What?

I’m the L.O.X.

Jeter

Tattooed up in a white wife-beater

Aston Vanquish parked at the meter

I forgot to feed her, better go Put some money on it)

Yeah, now they all love the Don G

I’m on BET more than «Leprechaun 3»

They say I’m on fire, it don’t hurt when I pee

I don’t layaway, only y’all (Put some money on it)

Uhh, yaowa!

Put your guap up hot stuff, you not tough

Let’s play a game of Trouble and when I pop up

It’s with the Glock tucked, crotched up in a dropped up

Low like you know how this go (Put some money on it)

I’m a product of the corner

Cornered the market with the product I would offer, slaughtered the garbage

Slide a condom on your daughter on the floor in the projects

Homeboy I make more than a promise (Put some money on it)

I know the amount of hate that my worth sparks

But I ain’t goin nowhere like a birthmark

I pound puppies before they get to they first bark

Anybody wanna get they first spark?

(Put some money on it)

Hey, what’s the matter?

Cat got your tongue?

Your words so feint they collapsed in your lungs

Put some bass in your voice like you snacked on a drum

Watch my fist make a track on your gums (Put some money on it)

Never been wack so that ain’t one of my issues

Get my bread and take care of my pistols

Soon as I open a brick you can see the crystals

Soon as the piff come in you can (Put some money on it)

Trust me it’s imported, shoot it or snort it

Oxy’s,, profit is gorgeous

Stay off the phone cause the calls are recorded

And if you can afford it then you better (Put some money on it)

Tryin to be a diamond in the game I been one

Killin niggas with the flow, H1N1

You can get a buck-fifty quick, a thin one

Before rap I had a drug dealer’s income

(Put some money on it) Master Jason

God on the rocks with a splash of Satan

Stash right here with the ratchet waitin, since you hatin

Name the place and the date and (Put some money on it)

Never trust niggas no further than I can throw 'em

Long with the razor and the doctor can’t sew 'em

Said I as the hardest out, now I gotta show 'em

Cocksucker doubted me, I owe 'em (Put some money on it)

You could be that dude in cement shoes

Or the next soft nigga on this evening’s news

Rap beef, street beef, breeze through crews

Freeze, handguns, machine guns (Put some money on it)

I don’t even need guns, play me like I’m poppa shit

End up with a hawk in your esophagus

Hardest nigga to walk in the metropolis

Genocide mixed with apocalypse (Put some money on it)

Kill niggas real easy dawg

Ghost in the flesh, fuck a Ouija Board

Droptop Beamer with the BB’s on

Gun in your face, and I ain’t shoot BB’s dawg (Put some money on it)