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Now if the greenbacks don't stack large on my side of the yard
I ain't fuckin with it
This cake has got to be all icing baby
Now I know I'm taking the biggest piece

But god damn I'm the biggest fish with the biggest mouth bitch
You want to be rich right? (Hell yeah)
Well stick with me do as I does and be as I be
We be stackin chips packin clips mackin chicks

Laugh at tits slappin dick in yo' bitch (bitch!)
Makin hoes, take these clothes, from these sto's
Walkin slow, there go the po', now here we go
Parking lot to the spot, Marriott

'Cause what I got to make a knot, is very hot
Who's at the do', go and check, I got the Tec
Tell him that you soakin wet, until he jet
Now lift up your fuckin dress, where's the rest

Bitch can hide a treasure chest, in her breasts
Uh-huh strip search, whip skirts
Uh-huh shit hurts, but it works bitch
You can jerk niggaz but you can't jerk me

Hoe I only tell you once that this dick ain't free
I'm talkin greed

[Chorus: x2]
Greed, give me everything that I need
How you gon' deal with the niggaz that I feed

[Repeat: x2]
We smokin' weed, you and me
Lookin' for that currency

Now bitch niggaz don't mean shit, from where I sit
Magnificent blow your back out, if you act out
Eighteen deep when the plane soar
The bitch threw her tits asked my click who we pay for

Penetrate the clouds, loud, and obnoxious
Surround the airport with feds and helicopters
Escorted, detained and deported
Scared of the ly-rics, and when they bitches hear us

We the clear-est, you can fear us
Smile on the day of your disappear-ance, smoke in mirr-ors
Break em all, pull over and jump out
'Cause I can take em all, all bustas shake em all

I'm at the mall, buyin shit, like hot dog on a stick
These bitches all on the dick
Ice Cube ain't a lick (nope) make me bleed
And now you got to deal with the niggaz that I feed, greed

Uhh uhh uhh *pigs squeal*
(Give me more, give me more) Greed, Greed
When you get your hands on it, want to fawn it
Want to dance on it, everybody want it
[Repeat: x2]

You punks is petty, still we steady, countin' fetti
I'm the one closin' escrow, with the best flow
(Do you wear a vest?) No
Niggaz hit me I'm a turn into The Crow *caw caw* and take a shit

On everything counterfeit, the Don Mega
Blade Runner, in a beige Hummer all summer
It'd take about twelve honkeys, to convict
The nigga makin' you sick, ask the 12 Monkeys

Up in Detroit holdin weed court, all through the South
Picked up a ounce in Shreveport
My lead give head tunnels (boom!)
To any motherfucker disgruntled exit wound, look like a funnel

Worldwide, international jet set
My niggaz love fuckin bitches that they just met
Get it wet, and you can do anything
When I'm in Paris niggaz french-kiss the pinky ring

[Chorus]

Yeah, Ice Cube, trillionaire
I own a mansion and a yacht, haha
We do it like it should be does
Yeah, Westside niggaz is very greedy, uhh

Death Row is very greedy
Sic-Wid-It records is very greedy
Dangerous Music greedy greedy greedy
Ruthless Records greedy, Suave House, greedy

SoSoDef, greedy
Rap-A-Lot greedy as fuck
No Limit, hah, hella greedy, uhh
Def Jam greedy, we all know Priority greedy as a motherfucker, hahaha

Hey I got twenties on my Benz you still fuckin with a gem
What can you tell me, nigga?
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written by JACKSON, O'SHEA / ANDERSON, STEPHEN WILLIAM / HUNT, LIONEL JR.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.