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It's All About The Benjamins Karaoke - Puff Daddy & Lil' Kim

This title is a cover version of It's All About The Benjamins as made famous by Puff Daddy

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With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Same as the original tempo: 90 BPM

In the same key as the original: Gm

Duration: 04:45 - Sample at: 02:29

Release date: 1997
Genres: Rap & Hip Hop, R&B, In English
Original songwriter: Terry M Etlinger, Lil' Kim, Deric Michael Angelettie, Puff Daddy, Notorious B.I.G., Sean Jacobs, Jadakiss, David Styles, Linda Laurie

All files available for download are backing tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics It's All About The Benjamins

Uh, uh hu, yeah uh, uh hu, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh, uh hu, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby uh, uh hu, yeah
Now what ya wanna do wanna be ballers shot callers brawlers
Who be dippin' in the benz with the spoilers
On the low from the
Jake in the Taurus
Tryin' to get my hands on some grands like Horace
Yeah livin' the raw deal three course meal
Spaghetti fetticcini and veal but still everything's real in the field
And what you can't have now leave in yo' will
But don't knock me fo' tryin' to bury
Seven zeros over in Rio De Janeree
Ain't nobody's hero but
I wanna be heard
On yo' Hot Nine Seven every day that's my word
Swimmin' in women with they own condominiums
Five plus five who drops Millenniums
It's all about the Benjamins what
I got a fifty pound bag of ooh fo' the mutts
Five carats on my hands with the cuts
And somethin' is all conked
I want it all bigger fuck being a broke nigga out with the clutch what
Drinkin' malt liquor drivin' a broke Viga
I'm with mo' sippers watched by gold diggers
Rockin' Bonjour Denims with gold zippers
Lost yo' touch we kept ours poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three quarter reptiles
Enormous cream forest green benz Jeep fo' my team
So while you sleep
I'm 'a scheme
You see through that's why nobody's never gon' believe you
You should do what we do stack chips like Hebrews
Don't let the melody intrigue you 'cos I leave you
I'm only here for that
I'm strictly tryin' to cop those green paper which'll ease you colossal sized Picassos
And have Poppy flip coke outside Del Gato's
Dienda with cash flowin' like sosha
And a Latin chick transportin' in her chocha
Stampedin' over Pop
Mo's never sober
Flexin' Range Rovers stealin' weight by Minnesota
Avoidin' narcs with camcorders and Chevy Novas
Stash in the buildin' with this chick named Wynona
From Daytona when I was young I wanted to bone her
But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants
Trickin' and takin' me skiin' at the Aspen hu
Gangsta mentale stay poppin' Cristale
Pack a black pistal and I act Coup de Park Brown
Pinky ringin' then dolos with the man singin'
Italian music down the river with the chick clingin'
To my biz alls player you mad false
Actin' hard when you pussy as Ru Paul
Come on come on uh hu
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh hu, yeah, uh hu, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
It's all about the Benjamins baby uh hu, yeah, uh hu, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Now what y'all wanna do wanna be ballers shot callers brawlers
Who be dippin' in the
Benz with the spoilers
On the low from the
Jake in the Taurus
What the bloodclot wanna bumble with the bee hu
Throw a hex on the whole family
Dressed in all black like the omen
Have yo friends singin' this is for my homie
And ya know me for makin' niggas so sick
Lost in my six with the Lex on the wrist
If it's murder you know she wrote it
German Luger for yo ass bitch deep throat it
Know you wanna fill the room 'cos it's platinum coated
Take yo pick got a firearm you shoulda tote it
Suck a dick all that bullshit you kick
Playa hatin' from the sideline get yo own shit
Why you ridin' mine
I'm a good fellow kinda lady
Stash three eighties and Mercedes
Puffy hold me down baby only female in my crew and I
Uh, uh, uh, I been had skills
Kick shit like a nigga do
Pull the trigger too fuck you
Cristal spills hide bills in
Brazil about a mil of ice grilled
Make it hard to figure me nigga be kickin' me
In my asshole undercover Donnie Brasco
Left my east coast girl the Bentley to twirl
My west coast shortie push the chrome seven forty
Rockin' Redmen and naughty all in my kitty kat
Half a brick a Yeh in the bra where her titties at
And I'm livin' that full life we push weight
Fuck the state pen fuck hoes at Penn State listen close
It's Francis the prayin' mantis attack with the Mac
My left hand splits my right hand
Grips the lift fo' the smooth getaway
Player haters getaway or my lead will spray
Squeeze off 'til I'm empty don't tempt me
Homie to hell I send thee all about the Benjis what
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh hu, yeah, uh hu, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
It's all about the Benjamins baby uh hu, yeah, uh hu, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh hu, yeah, uh hu, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
It's all about the Benjamins baby uh hu, yeah
It's all about
Yeah, yeah yeah the Benjamins baby

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