96,000

96,000
 (Damn)
 96,000
 (Dollars? Holla'!)
 96,000
 (That's a lotta spray cans!)
 96,000
 Yo
 If I won the lotto tomorrow
 Well, I know
 I wouldn't bother goin' on no spendin' spree
 I'd pick a business school and pay the entrance fee
 And maybe, if you're lucky, you'll stay friends with me
 I'll be a businessman
 Richer than Nina's daddy
 Tiger Woods and I on the links
 And he's my caddy
 My money's makin' money, I'm goin' from po' to moto
 Keep the bling, I want the brass ring like Frodo!
 Oh no, there goes Mr. Braggadocio
 Next thing you know, you're lying like Pinocchio
 Well, if you're scared of the bull, stay out the rodeo
 Yo, I got more flows than Obi-Wan Kenobi, yo!
 Ooh, you'd better stop rappin'
 You not ready
 It's gonna get hot and heavy and you're already sweaty
 Yo-yo-yo
 Yo, yo, I'm sorry, was that an answer?
 Shut up, go home and pull your damn pants up!
 As for you, Mr. Frodo of the shire, 96 G's ain't enough to retire
 Aw, come on, I'll have enough to knock your ass off its axis!
 You'll have a knapsack full of jack after taxes!
 96,000
 (Ay, alabanza!)
 96,000
 (No me diga!)
 96,000
 (I never win shit!)
 96,000
 For real, though
 Imagine how it would feel goin' real slow
 Down the highway o' life
 With no regrets
 And no breaking your neck for respect or a paycheck
 For real, though, I'll take a break from the wheel
 And we'll throw the biggest block party, everybody here
 A weekend when we can breathe, take it easy
 Yo ma, it's me, check my tickets!
 Check, one two three, what would you do with 96 G's (who, me?)
 I mean, if it's just between you and me
 Esa pregunta es tricky
 I know!
 With 96 G's
 I'd start my life with a brand new lease
 Atlantic City with a Malibu breeze
 And a brand new weave
 (Or maybe just bleach)
 (Y'all are freaks)
 Yo, I'm just sayin'
 It's silly when we get into
 These crazy hypotheticals
 You really want some bread?
 Then go ahead, create a set of goals
 And cross them off the list as you pursue them
 And with those 96, I know precisely what I'm doin'
 Whatchu doin'?
 What am I doin'? What am I doin'?
 It takes half of that cash just to save my ass from financial ruin
 Sonny can keep the coffee brewin'
 I'll spend a few on you
 Cause the only room with a view's a room with you in it
 And I could give Abuela Claudia the rest of it
 Just fly me down to Puerto Plata, I'll make the best of it
 You really love this business?
 (No!)
 Tough, Merry Christmas!
 You now the youngest tycoon in Washington Hiznits
 Yo, with 96,000, I'd finally fix housin'
 Give the barrio computers and wireless web browsin'
 Your kids are living without a good edu-ma-cation, change the station
 Teach them about gentrification, the rent is escalatin' (what?)
 The rich are penetratin' (what?)
 We pay our corporations
 When we should be demonstratin' (what?)
 What about immigration? (what?)
 Politicians be hatin' (what?)
 Racism in this nation's gone
 From latent to blatant!
 I'll cash my ticket and picket
 Invest in protest
 Never lose my focus 'til the
 City takes notice
 And you know this, man!
 I'll never sleep
 Because the ghetto has a million promises for me to keep!
 (You are so cute!)
 (I was just thinking off the top of my head)
 96K, go!
 If I win the lottery
 You'll never see me again
 (Damn, we only jokin'
 Stay broke, then!)
 I'll be downtown
 Get a nice studio
 Get out of the barrio
 For real, though (if I win the lottery)
 Imagine how it would feel
 Goin' real slow
 Down the highway of life (you'll wonder where I've been)
 With no regrets
 And no breakin' your neck for respect
 Or a paycheck
 It's silly when we get into these crazy hypotheticals, (I'll be downtown)
 You really want some bread? Then go ahead
 Create a set of goals and cross them off the list as you pursue em' (see you around)
 And with those 96, I know precisely what I'm doin'!
 Check, one two three (if I win the lottery)
 And with the dolla', dolla'
 With 96 G's
 We get to holla', holla'
 Between you and me (you won't see a lot of me!)
 We rock the hot impala
 Why-hoo!
 With 96 G's (I'll be downtown)
 We movin' on tomorrow
 A brand new lease
 We rock beyond manana
 A Malibu breeze (see you around)
 We drop the mama drama
 We stop at the Bahamas
 Woah, woah, woah
 (I'll be downtown!)
 We could pay off the debts we owe!
 We could tell everyone we know!
 I could get on a plane and go
 We'd be swimmin' in dough, yo
 No tip-toin'
 We'll get the dough 'n'
 Once we get goin'
 We never gonna
 No tip-toin'
 We'll get the dough 'n'
 Once we get goin'
 We're never gonna–
 Ninety-six thousand
 No tip-toin'
 Ninety-six thousand
 We'll get the dough 'n'
 Ninety-six thousand
 Once we get goin'
 Ninety-six thousand
 Make the world know 'em
 Ninety-six thousand
 Ninety-six thousand
 Ninety-six thousand
 Ninety-six thousand
 Ninety-six thousand
 We'll get the dough 'n'
 Once we get the goin'
 We're never gonna stop