ATL (2006)

Actors

• Greg Andrews (actor)
• Brandon Bernard Benton (actor)
• Big Boi (actor)
• Bone Crusher (actor)
• Adam Boyer (actor)
• Matthew Browning (actor)
• Neill Calabro (actor)
• Albert Daniels (actor)
• Keith David (actor)
• Andre Davis (actor)
• Uzoma Emukah (actor)
• Steven R. Ewing (actor)
• Alvin Lee Fleming (actor)
• Big Gipp (actor)
• Jorge Luis Abreu (actor)

Genres

• Comedy
• Crime
• Drama
• Music
• Romance

Taglines:

A New American Story

Quotes:

Veda: Who's that?::Star: I don't know. They keep hangin' up.::Veda: Star 69 them.::Star: Excuse me, I am not a ho.

Esquire: Here come Ghetto Ghetto and her two twins.

Rashad: [chuckling] New New.::New New: What's so funny?::Rashad: What kind of name is New New, anyway?::New New: I'm New New cause I always rock the new, new shit. Thank you.::Rashad: Well, I heard you and you homegirls don't buy none of that new, new shit.::New New: Whatever.

[from trailer]::Rashad: [to his brother] You ain't gotta be a dope boy to have money.

New New: I can't even believe I'm telling you this right now. You're different, Rashad. You're special.::Rashad: Special, huh? I don't know about that.::New New: I wish you could see what I see.

Brooklyn: Why after every sentence you call me "shawty"? "Yo shawty... shawty." I'm taller than you!::Rashad: Okay, well, let me ask you this then: in New York City then why ya'll gotta say "yo, son" after every sentence? I'm not your kid, I'm not your child, why I gotta be your son?::Teddy: Money...::Rashad: B...::Brooklyn: I call you "sun," 'cause you shine like one. Ya' feel me?::Rashad: That was real sentimental. Thanks.

Antwone "Ant" Swann: What you hustlin'?::Rashad: You know better than that.

Rashad: My Pops used to always say dreamin' is the luxury of children, and that I should enjoy it. And he was right.

Teddy: Ya'll sure are. And you know something, New New...::New New: Nope.::Teddy: No, I mean. I'm sayin', when we gon' get together?::New New: Not gon' happen. Never.::Teddy: I mean, why don't you just let me finish what I gotta say?::New New: I know what you gon' ask me, Teddy, I know you. And I seen you skate.::Teddy: So?::New New: So that tells me everything I need to know about a man.::Teddy: Pssh, well, then you should know that, that I'm the quickest one out there, you know? I be pumpin' in out there, baby. I pop, pop, pop!::New New: Exactly. A quick pumper.

New New: I came over here to see if you was goin' to Big Booty Judy graduation party.

Drama, DJ Filmography

• Freaknik: The Musical
  2010, role: actor , character name: Himself
• 2010 VH1 Hip Hop Honors: The Dirty South
  2010, role: actor , character name: Himself - Performer
• BET Hip Hop Awards 2008
  2008, role: actor
• Stomp the Yard
  2007, role: actor , character name: Himself
• Beef 4
  2007, role: actor , character name: Himself - The Aphilliates
• Beef III
  2005, role: actor , character name: Grand Hustle
• Beef III
  2005, role: actor , character name: Himself - Aphilliates

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Undercover (ft. J. Cole & Chris Brown) - Dj Drama
• We In This Bitch - Dj Drama
• The Message - Dj Drama
• Oh My - Dj Drama
• No More - Dj Drama
• Never Die - Dj Drama
• My Moment - Dj Drama
• Me & My Money (ft. Gucci Mane) - Dj Drama
• Everything That Glitters - Dj Drama
• 5000 Ones - Dj Drama
• Feds Takin' Pictures - Dj Drama
• 4 What - Dj Drama
• Pledge Of Allegiance (feat. Wiz Khalifa, Planet VI & B.o.B) - Dj Drama
• Makin' Money Smokin - Dj Drama
• Same Ol' Story (feat. Kid Ink, ScHoolboy Q, Corey Gunz & Childish Gambino) - Dj Drama
• Goin' Down (feat. Fabolous, T-Pain & Yo Gotti) - Dj Drama
• My Audemars (feat. Meek Mill, Birdman & Gucci Mane) - Dj Drama
• Day Dreamin' - Dj Drama
• I'ma Hata (feat. Waka Flocka, Tyler The Creator & Debo) - Dj Drama
• Chocolate Droppa Skit (feat. Kevin Hart) - Dj Drama
• So Many Girls (feat. Wale, Tyga & Roscoe Dash) - Dj Drama
• My Way (feat. Common, Lloyd, Kendrick Lamar) - Dj Drama
• Clouds (feat. Rick Ross, Miguel, Pusha T & Curren$y) - Dj Drama
• Dj Drama - Dj Drama

[J. Cole]
All you need to know about me is I never play the loops
Always aim high and rarely obey the rules
Never tell my business if I did it'd make the news
They say time is like money
You should come here pay your dues
And come and kick it
Can I get a minute
Maybe an hour
Would you like me peek your head in for a second while you shower
I bet you got some real good power if you feel me
I'm on some Marvin Gaye shit
You know what's just gon' help me baby
[Chris Brown:]
I said excuse me Mrs. Officer
Can you go undercover for me
Ain't enough looking in your cup
I'm tryna get you drunk as fuck
Take her to my crib then I lock her in them handcuffs
Panties off stupid booty

Chorus:
We got money in our pocket, and whatever you're sipping on
Cause we're about to live... this bitch, what a fuck we're tripping...
... they're in this bitch
And they gonna put you back on place if you do some wrong!
We're in this bitch (we're in this bitch, yeah we're in this bitch)
We got a section full of girls, and they barely speaking english!
Let's toasted off to the life in our...
We're in this bitch, we're in this hoe
I got the forty on me now, the most...
... see the next to blow
You should see my... and light the...
... car transformer is in the transformer
We haven't cooked the whole thing on a...
What about... on a...
Whole fifty for the... pay my gas bill
So many horses... parked in the...
Took the ice upon my cup and put it...
And this bad bitch with me form another planet
... and I can't stand it!
Hey, baby girl... I'm talking with your mouth full, use a...
What the fuck, who to hail, flashback in this bitch, I thought I've seen the...
Chorus:
We got money in our pocket, and whatever you're sipping on
Cause we're about to live... this bitch, what a fuck we're tripping...
... they're in this bitch
And they gonna put you back on place if you do some wrong!
We're in this bitch (we're in this bitch, yeah we're in this bitch)
We got a section full of girls, and they barely speaking english!
Let's toasted off to the life in our...
You know how we handle shit, gangsta got it glamor it
Don't want a lot of shit... amateurs.
I'm walking up in here, I bought some dough...
Disrespect is... that's the shit you wanna know
Niggers say it all year, but...
Call it the... and feeling go down, hoe
Pop it... drown, hoe
... ain't no broke niggers around.
So excuse me, who is he?...
Somebody go and get security!
... a lot of niggers hate you, boy
Pocket full of money, got more paper than a paper boy...
Chorus:
We got money in our pocket, and whatever you're sipping on
Cause we're about to live... this bitch, what a fuck we're tripping...
... they're in this bitch
And they gonna put you back on place if you do some wrong!
We're in this bitch (we're in this bitch, yeah we're in this bitch)
We got a section full of girls, and they barely speaking english!
Let's toasted off to the life in our...
I'm popping plenty bottles like I got plenty bricks
Call me mr. marcus, I'm on this bitch!
Super drank, super smoke, and some super hoes
... looking like we wanna fuck super...
Thirsty chicks, trying to give it, I don't want it
You've been in more laps than...
Conscious what we're drinking, faded 'till the world end
Never see me blinking, unless I'm on your girlfriend
Ludacris, I've been a stable in this other game
Got the best lines so I guess I...
My name is louder, you rappers need to hush more
My president's... mount rushmore...
... blue pills, that's my x-box
You can hate, you can... you can make a wish

DJ Drama & Pharrell
Yessur!
S-Choir and GQ
Don't kid yourself trying to save me too
Rigged yourself of thinking that me is you
You aint me and nigga you can't be
I got the flow the regular so ahead of ya
The virtue hurts you 30 thousand for the cellular
I got a million in the air
Secret service men you don't know that they there
Gangsta Grizzill!
I got a lifetime supply of ice creams!
S-Choir and GQ
Don't kid yourself trying to save me too
Rigged yourself of thinking that me is you
You aint me and nigga you can't be
I got the flow the regular so ahead of ya
The virtue hurts you 30 thousand for the cellular
I got a million in the air
Secret service men you don't know that they there
You can't assassinate when Im in my flashy state
They smugglin the actors with the Accolate
She hungry she wanna know how soon
Chill ma we got Mr. Chilles in the room
Eat how you supposed ta, sleep how you supposed ta
Sit in the muthaf****** back seat like you supposed ta
This for certain we totally urk em
Put down the window but leave up the curtain
F*** with their minds and do the reversin
Open up the boat with your grill just smirkin
Gangsta grizzill bright light like a vigil
The watch full of water but i guess it's on chizzill
Don't get izzill 'cause if it get for real
The AK-47 assault rifle
Don't get up for more 'cause I'll hit you with rifle
Or hit you in the spine and leave that ass cripple
All of you is dizzil or cat tizzil
Bubble in the heat so they temperature sizzle
You niggas rizzil

(featuring Wiz Khalifa, Fabolous, Roscoe Dash)
Light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy
Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best
Light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy
Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best
You the one girl, you the one girl
Something bout them jeans that you wearing
Something bout them jeans that you wearing
Yeah you got that body of a Goddess
You aint got no competition you got it
You make me wanna say oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
Light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy
Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best
Light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy
Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best
[Fabolous]
I got one in Miami, she mean with a mouth piece
Like LeBron, I’m taking my talents down the south
Pineapple to chase it, go on girl just taste it
All we drink is my shit, coco loso wasted
Love that lil waist shit, damn them hips just sit out
Now I see who all these hating girls be talkin’ shit bout
From the front looking like she got some ass probably
They say that’s a sign girl ass-trology
Tight denim with them little rips in ‘em
Wait in line jeans, take a minute to get in ‘em
BBD say you poisen well I want some of that venom girl, girl
[Hook]
[Wiz Khalifa]
Ooooh, girl your ass is superthick
lotta chicks off in this club and you the baddest in this bitch
Ooooh, look at what you wearing girl
The club owner should pay you whenever you make an appearance
And you got me hooked, I might try not to look
But I keep staring, come out to my city see, I run that bitch like errands oooh
Grown as hell I don’t care to choose
Who’s coming, you, her and you
Roll this up, after you hit it once, you’ll need a parachute
To tell the truth I’mma tear the roof
Out that muthaf-cker nail it too
Loud pipes, hear the coupe, vroom, got stripes like a general
You know I’m tryna get into you
[Hook]
[Roscoe Dash]
Now you the baddest that I’ve seen in the club all night
Girl, your booty had me stuck like a drug all night
Damn, girl I really wanna put it on you like a coaster,
Love how you moving over there but I really want you closer
Let get drunk off this Moscato, do it like there’s no tomorrow
Wake up and if it’s up we’ll do it like theres no tomorrow
Jump on it, I want it, he on it, bone it
Whenever she want it
R-O-S-C-O-E Dash dismantling every component
Girl you the one, too bad I’m not a cuffer
She love the way the rapper tastes, too bad I’m not a sucker
She call me when she need it
And I’mma come running to feed that appetite I do it anyway she want it

Yeah, Willie The Kid
Bright lights, street lights
Summertime in apartment 409
Had to clean up the kitchen with 409
It was cookin' up work, while my granny at work
My big 'cause he ain't understand me at first
He said, the court room or the casket
I'm like dude, either way you need cash and a nice suit
The street lights where I found my strength
Be with four rich men, and you bound to be the fifth
Let's go
I lost my daddy at a early age
Told my mama don't cry for me
If I trade tomorrow in for yesterday
Oh, how much different my life would be
But that's in my dreams, back to reality
Tryna get outta these street lights
So I won't have to live this street life
No more, no more
No more, no more
Just gotta learn to deal with problems
If you're young and from slum with no father
Got killed when you was little, still got mama
She try to tell him go to school, but why bother
When gettin' paid is the only way to solve 'em
Seems the stars get farther and farther
Out of my reach, out of these streets
Will they ever make it big?
'Cause I lost my daddy at a early age
Told my mama don't cry for me
If I trade tomorrow in for yesterday
Oh, how much different my life would be
But that's in my dreams, back to reality
Tryna get outta these street lights
So I won't have to live this street life
No more, no more
No more, no more
I ain't ashamed to say that I shed a tear
Thinkin' 'bout my dad, I wish I had him back
I'd give up everythin' just to have him here
After this storm and rain I have no fear
Gotta keep holdin' on, hold my head up strong
I know it won't be long until we'll be together again, fo real
I'm livin' for the moment
If I could turn back the days, sure you could turn this back
Hey, I was born with the hustle, never been a sucker
Daddy wasn't in the crib, that made me tougher
Momma struggled with the bills, that made me stuff up
Powder in a sack which made me dumber
Now I'm standin' on the corner, bag full of marijuana, crack
Pistol my pocket for anybody who disrespect
In the trap chillin' where robbers and killers kick it at
My arms up in the feds for ten, they say I'm goin' in
Ha, bet that I'm a stretch that, backish to this rappers
Show these niggas what I'm best at
Get a lil' check, flip it and invest that
Years later, oh now you see what my heads at
Like meals chasers, we be everywhere the bread at
You keep on hatin', you'll be layin' where the dead at
You rappers suckers, you can tell them that I said that
If nothin' else but the hustle, you gon' respect that
Oh yeah, I lost my daddy at a early age
Told my mama don't cry for me
If I trade tomorrow in for yesterday
Oh, how much different my life would be
But that's in my dreams, back to reality
Tryna get outta these street lights
So I won't have to live this street life
No more, no more
No more, no more
Guess this is my life and I wanna live it right
I don't wanna run the streets no more, no

[Intro: cee-lo green]
I pour out a little liquor (uh-huh)
Rip to my niggas (rest in peace)
I pour out a little liquor
[Verse 1: jadakiss]
Evil thoughts in your mind keep running through
Not quite sure what you wanna do
Like, what is this world coming to?
Life goes on even if you don't want it to (uh-huh)
It's a sad ride home
If the good die young do the bad die old? (let me know)
I'm just trying to carry my load
Another good nigga livin but the bad got gold
Lookin for the lord but the devil spoke to you
When you lose a loved one or somebody that's close to you
People turning they back meaning the most to you
Then you find out your man is sending them folks to you
Maybe you she'd a tear and you never cry
Always true to your word and you never lie
Got your hand on them birds you would let em fly
Yeah, cause real niggas never die (what?)
[Hook: cee-lo green]
Somebody tell me why
Why the good die young
Sometimes it makes me cry (cry)
To know that you're mine
Hold on to the memories
Not a day goes by I
Hear a voice and dry those eyes
Cause real niggas never die (real niggas never die)
They never die, no
Real niggas never die (real niggas never die)
They never die
Real niggas never die
[Verse 2: nipsey hu$$le]
I had love for this music
But ain't know how to pursue it
Was frustrated as a teen
I needed money for buicks?
My shirt was stained from the sewage
Niggas rockin' the newest
I dealt with it for the moment but couldn't call it the future
I'm down a block from the shootin'
It started to sound like recruitin'
Seein' niggas I grew which lead to funeral music
And I was only fifteen
I parted ways with my schoolin'
My first seven and? of work were like my holy communion
And now I'm turnt out
The block hot, niggas burnt out
With no heart it's cold cash that we search out
We got? we heard shots then we 'sperse out
Retaliation, get back
Exactly what the turf bout
And it's a game of young niggas I was heard 'bout
On the real I almost she'd tears in the church house
Back when I thought real niggas couldn't die
Turned out I was wrong but still couldn't cry
[Hook]
[Verse 3: young jeezy]
She said everybody real, where the fakers at?
She said everybody trill, where the flakers at?
Trynta break em down, where the tables at?
Dufflebag full of cash like, where vegas at?
? tables life's a gamble, what a nigga want?
Now I'm lookin round like, what have a nigga done?
My lord my god, I'm used to hustlin hard
Guess they find it hard how a nigga beat the odds
No illuminati never been a fan of saints
That's what happens when you room biggest in the states
Same rubberband my cuttin tire? braids with
We ain't cut the same car my auntsie played spades with
What you know about fire eatin off a half
Let's fire muhfuckas now you do the math
I'd say more on these rap niggas don't lie
This is real nigga shit and real niggas don't die
[Hook]
[Outro: cee-lo green]
I pour out a little liquor
Rip to my niggas
I pour out a little liquor

[DJ Drama]
You see I been waiting
Waiting on that time
Feel me if you been waiting on yours
That moment...
Is close
[Hook: Jeremih]
Tired of living day to day like everything is alright
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Old dude met mom it was on
Then he named me over a phone, prison term
Live and learn, sippin' syrup with my vision blurred
Take this cup of reality, niggas finna err
When you start from the bottom you can see the top
So when you get to it, don't let 'em see the spot
Next thing you know you lookin' for a rent sign
Upper echelon, bitch we skip line
I remember reminiscing in the kitchen like
I wonder when the Braves gon' win it
I wonder when the Falcons gon' get here
Pyrex vison, made more than I ever made with DTP this year
[Hook: Jeremiah]
Tired of livin' day to day like everything is alright
Livin like there's one thing on my mind
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment
Waiting on my moment
You say you got that OG hell
Next time that's mine
Long as I stay hustlin I'm gon' shine
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Just waiting on my moment
Bad hoes I'm shonin
Time came and I owned it
Just like Lebron James and start ballin
When I touch the block I cracked the block
When I pulled up in that? drop
With that roof off and my shoes off
On you bitch niggas, Real talk
Real nigga in my hood, who errbody gon' root for
They see my come from that bottom
Where errbody get bout it
They told me get em, I got em
Now I'm here nigga like yeah nigga
Just rolls royce and Bugattis
And m4 this year nigga
If I don't grind, I don't shine
If I don't shine, then I don' eat
Won't eat, then ima starve
If ima starve, I pull heat
On all yall bitch ass niggas
All yall rich azz niggas
Cuz if I don' make no money nigga
I'm gon' take yo money nigga
[Hook:]
[Verse 3: Jeremiah]
Since life ain't promised...
Live it up live it up live it up
Here before it come this far
Give it up give it up give it up
"I won't" give it up give it up give up
Until I have it all, YEAH

ayyeeeee!
chorus:
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!
got the suckers on my side, looking might jealous ..
it ain't nothing you can tell us, your girl try to get near us
you talk a lot, i can't hear, she's curios, and i'm serious!
my money stash my girlfriend, drop by and i...
try to get money to the world and i will still face that...
so get a ring and count the fellows
cause m and money go together
we go in and...
i love it like my favorite...
damn, money gotta...
got me out these bad whores, got me out...
chorus:
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!
huh, started this shit out of wholly matrimony
if we break up she go charge me alimony
and if they found...
i'mma help her move to another country!
it ain't no secret... get money
boy.. you know we'll get money!
i come ready to play like super ball sunday
let 'em out to the... like the shit burning!
i play the cards i was dealt like ...
..so you know i gotta go for doubles
me and money, tell the truth, we make a good couple
break up with my girlfriend and i'm in trouble!
chorus:
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!
huh, she my girlfriend, so we sleep together
got a hundred grands in my fucking pillow
and if i have a problem then i go and get her
but tell the truth you know...
she stay with me sunny on a rainy weather
she really help a nigger, get his life together
my money, i hope you'll be my wife forever
make a hater sick, you'll have to take it...
baby we gonna tight the knot like a fucking...
make a hundred million children..
take a picture with my girl, don't we look successful?
i keep that bitch with me, so my life is never stressful!
chorus:
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous

When you looking in the mirror
It's everything that glitter
That ain't gold
I'm getting low
From the haters
Cameras in action, tell all my niggers what's happening
And ridin with my niggas,
It's everything that glitters, that ain't gold, I'm getting low,..
And all the smoke get high, high, high
Just another day, get by, get by, get by
For every brick broke down it's one stepped on
For every known rat it's one slept on
For every loyal nigger fronting one kept owing For every bitch I show the way it's one kept hoe'in
So let's blow through this money as we pour bottles
Let me drop another classic and the tour follows
Let's get pissy drunken, let the hoes swallow
My niggers embrace guns and ignore bibles
Not to glorify it, you can't ignore the lions
Illusions we can be you, get'em law abiding
Better know who that is looking in the mirror
The truth lies you and you see you can't see it clearer
I'm looking in the mirror
It's everything that glitter
And they know I'm from the haters
Cameras in action, tell all my niggers what's happening
And now I'm with my niggers,
It's everything that glitters, and they know
I'm looking in the mirror
It's everything that glitter
And they know [?] from the haters
Cameras in action, tell all my niggers what's happening
And now I'm with my niggers,
It's everything that glitters, and they know
And all the smoke get high, high, high
Just another day, get by, get by, get by
I just can't leave it alone
I just can't leave it alone
They handing out football numbers at the tap of your phone
Were you watching for the drop as they clapping and they chrome
Took a brick then I turned it to stone
5 into ten the return of the clones
And took my experience and turned it to poems
As we took single engines and turned em to boeings
Panamera blood red symbolized bloodshed
Lost a lot of niggers, some in club fed
Few still reminiscin in they cl,
Servin pete rock cruisin in they v12
I'm looking in the mirror
It's everything that glitter
And they know [?] from the haters
Cameras in action, tell all my niggers what's happening
And now I'm with my niggers,
It's everything that glitters, and they know
And all the smoke get high, high, high

I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
See me when I walk in, ain't nothin' to it
Brought ten stacks to the back, then threw it
Make it rain, ain't a thang
When it come to money I got it, man
You the next best thang, I'm the hottest, mayne
You talk that shit, I'm 'bout it, mayne
We way over here, up out your range
Don't try to be G, that's not your thang
You try me G, that Glock gon' bang
K I N G, that's not gon' change
I'm rich, bitch, I don't care about no fame
'Cause if all else fails, I got cocaine
Still see me all on TV wit it
Still in da hood what ya need he get it
Dough low 44, see me wit it
If a nigga runnin' up best believe he get it
See us in da club, nigga, we be trippin'
Niggas rap 'bout that shit we livin'
7 or 8 stacks on 2 or 3 bitches
Sucka niggas over there hatin', we chillin'
I ran out of ones, so go back get more
Say shawty, bend it over back, real slow
Jack dat ass up, grab that pole
Show me you 'bout that action, hoe
I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold it, no
They can't hold it, no, they can't hold it, no
Eeenie, meenie, miny, moe
I'm lookin' for the direction this money 'bout to go
I'm 'bout ta blow, we pop bottles
Me and the whole clique certified shot callas
Blow top dollas
Got this bitch jumpin' off the chain like Rottweilers
5000 ones, throw 'em then stop
See I'm lookin' for the baddest bitch
Splurge for a second when I'm done you can have this bitch
5000, 10,000, 20
Ones in my hand, that's good money
Ones in my fan, we get money
She pop that thang, she get that
That money's fallin' like rain
I'm VIP that's champagne
I'm K I D do my thang
And yes, indeed, I got change
Or shall I say I got paper
Stacked money tall as skyscrapers
Hater's you fly I fly paper
She pop that thang she get that
She make it hot like wasabi
Look at that body on mommy
She probably stand right beside me
And I tsunami lil' mommy
I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
They call me Young, my money long
I make it rain, now loose your thong
Now loose your bottoms, now loose your tops
You saw what I just spent, I could've bought a watch
I could've bought a car, maybe a couple bricks
I send my hood bitch the fifths on a shoppin' trip
5000 ones, ya you know young wit it
So high up in the air, she need a flight to go get it
Still Mr. Magic City, you know no replacements
This is what I do I got a pole in my basement
If I can make it to Onyx, I bring Onyx to the condo
Call lil' bro bring me 20 grand pronto
I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold it, no
They can't hold it, no, they can't hold it, no
It's the Twista and can't nobody hold him
The money the stacks that we makin' you can't fold 'em
Get love in the strip club
Gotta nigga feeling so freaky they askin' is you roamin'
Yeah, makin' it rain is automatic when
She's askin if you trickin' you got it
Pimpin' is a habit from Twista magic city
And the muthafuckin' betta bet not bitch about it
Steady stackin' paper that's the reason we be throwin' it up
Dollas at the coke, they slang d
Really lil' mamma all over Dj Drama
And T.I. Joc and Nelly when we in da club
I'ma pop a couple of bottles and I'ma start that good shit up
Got 5000 ones and I'm about to throw it up
Sip on some that Patron
I'ma 'bout put a hundred on one of them thongs
Gotta cup a lil' somethin' 'cause I pay the bill
Still money ain't shit, I make major deal
Better ring the alarm, here come the paper
Twista comin' in the club when I get I pop a lot
When she come up wit a fatty I gladly tip her
Jazze, tell 'em what I got
I got 5000 ones, lookin' for the baddest bitch in the club
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
I got 5000 ones when I see her pimp, I'm throwin' it up
I'm lookin' for her, I'm lookin' for her
I'm lookin' for her I'm lookin' for her
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold
Stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold it, no

(Young Jeezy)
Feds takin pictures on me
nigga's still snitchin on me
900 for the sip
whatchu think im smokin homie?
oh whatchu think im jokin homie?
blue rims, yeah da coupes crip walk
certified platinum think id rather make hits?
between me and you yeah id rather flip bricks
so tell me wats wrong wit glass pots and a scale
holes fo dem bitches like da double XL
(Willie Da Kid)
Homie we ball til we fall
Magic City we da law
tryna stay out of reach of the long arms of the law
im calm like snowfall through preliminary hearings
they indictin niggas fa boots and some for raqatering
proli got me on the camera while im copin out the car lot
im comin out the banks, big cribs with the cardbox
its Willie
my futures bright like a highlighter
they takin pictures cuz im fly like a skydiver
(chorus)
(Jim Jones)
U aint seen money
until you seen me
220 for Bently GTC
and the money aint a thing like J dupri
when you ballin round the country like the major league
so peace up, A town down
tear ya streets up with them A-K rounds
now wutchu know about that?
I kno all about that
3 birds, 3 nights can make a 100 thousands stacks
and man they got it on camera
the Feds been watchin since the boy touched Atlanta
(Rick Ross)
Im da biggest mobster to eva hit da pop charts
im a easy target dey kno a nigga rock hard
get a clean check cut slip it in my account
write ? china white a lil ? will wipe em out
i aint wit the rappin boy, im puttin in the work
in these niggas wit the rapid legs ????? in the shirts
get some information for you informants i got the YAYY
AND im sellin them cheaper than yesterday so wutchu say?
(chorus)
(T.I.P.)
Whether u kno me as T.I. or u can call me T.I.P.
I kno da FBB and FBI dey talk about the G.I. ?
n u kno when I b high when im n da V.I.P
im sho dey c me as I fly thru da city n dat brand new G.I.V
young, rich, and famous wit a pistol u can call me Cheeali
but im da greatest n Atlanta dey be callin me Ali

[Intro: Young Jeezy]
DJ Drama what it do my G?
It’s the world nigga
We running the summer
I swear the night is starting to feel just like the night before
You know I’m on 80 all acting a fool-io
We putting sparkles on them bottles make them move the ho
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Step up in this bitch, you know I got my weapon
This ain’t a gym class, why is everybody sweating
Yeah I send them hoes some bottles,
Them bitches looking thirsty
My checks are for the rim
I’m in this bitch I’m looking birdy
You know the coupe is bloody murder
The coupe is bloody murder
Yeah that motherfucker black
Let’s all pour color purple
34 squares so that 1200 a circle
Do them numbers in his head
Swear that nigga smart as Urkel
Mirror, mirror, should I kill them
Gourmet to the Tims
400 for this four door, and it ain’t got no rims
Tell my waitress keep them bottles coming
I’m drinking like a fish
When those sparklers pass your table
All you bitches make a wish
[Hook: Young Jeezy]
How much liquor it gonna take to get it cracking in this bitch
Look I came to get it in now why you acting this bitch
Turn down for what? Turn down for what?
Just let me know give me the word I get it cracking in this ho
And I’m about to show out
You know it’s packed up in this ho
Turn down for what? Turn down for what?
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Motion picture shit, nigga I pull up in slo-mo
450 thou, I blew that on a two door
Shit I git a new, I’ll send you to Pluto
Got a street nigga, but you knew that from the get-go
I’m turnt up to the max, and I’m just stunting on these niggas
I’m real as they say, so I’m holding court on these niggas
Wife beaters and jeans, and a pair of Jordans on these niggas
Head cocked to the back, and I smash the sport on these niggas
You get money then show it, if you ain’t then stop lying
If you looking for a nigga, bitch I ain’t hard to find
Only nigga in the city, million dollars a car
How you kick it with the goon, you meant to be with the star
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Turn down for what
Made a few mill off two flows
Big dog, Cujo
Your man here, you mad now
In the booty club, I’m the cash cow
We turning up, we broke the knob up
I’m on Xanex, trying not to nod off
Finna bust your bitch like a sawed off
Making NBA money, I’m a ball hog
Big blunts and nigga still facing
Bank account look like The Matrix
Niggas be acting still hating
I’m rich and I stay super faded
Pouring up that Bombay, let that reefer burn
Getting… by your bitch, my nigga wait your turn
Groupie bitches on my balls
Got them dancing with the stars
Once a million dollar nigga
Half a million dollar cars
Have to love them ratchet bitches
They get 2 Live with the Crew
Make them pop that pussy open
Man I feel like Uncle Luke

I pledge allegiance to the flag
Of the United States of America
Oh no
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky
Trying to get some money put your motherfucking hands high
Money fallin'
Look at all this money fallin'
I throw money in the air
Because I'm ballin'
Bitch I go hard I put my all in
If my phone ring that's money calling
Smell my weed it come from Cali
All my rings are filled with diamonds
Smoke a lot of marijuana on the top because the timin'
Haters mad at what I got because I grindin'
Now they say that he got game I make it rain like Jesus Christ
Money fallin' from the sky like rain
Right now I'm just tryin' to get me some
Everybody wants to get paid
Counting so much money our fingers numb
Dollas, Dollas, Dollas hooray
That's why everynight we wanna be in the club
Nobody ain't tryin' to save
Spend each and every dollar as soon as it comes, baby
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky
Trying to get some money put your motherfucking hands high
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky
Trying to get some money put your motherfucking hands high
Hoopin' 365, call that consistent ballin'
No carpet, that's alpaca nigga you gotta blott it
I ain't in this for profit
But since I got it I'm poppin'
My lyrics may seem misguided to the petite and simple minded
But I'm so out this world
Yeah nigga be sola flexin
When it come to this cash man
I ain't ever use no discretion
Dollas dollas dollas
Just spot ‘em, you gotta chase ‘em
See my arrested developments probably the ones to blame
For my blatant void of concern no care for an obligation
I stared death in the face and told ‘em prepare for annihilation
And I always had ambition
Couldn't nobody tell me nothin'
I was on the hustle since I was this big
Money fallin' from the sky like rain
Right now I'm just tryin' to get me some
Everybody wants to get paid
Counting so much money our fingers numb
Dollas, Dollas, Dollas hooray
That's why every night we wanna be in the club
Nobody ain't tryin' to save
Spend each and every dollar as soon as it comes, baby
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky
Trying to get some money put your motherfucking hands high
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky
Trying to get some money put your motherfucking hands high
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky
Trying to get some money put your motherfucking hands high
In the land of the free
And in the home of the brave
There's money to make (make)
That's what it takes, that's what it takes
Here in the U.S.A
Where the laws are made
Where crime still pays
There's money to make
That's what it takes
Here in the U.S.A
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky
Trying to get some money put your motherfucking hands high
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky (sky)
Money fallin' from the
Money fallin' from the sky