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Jesse Jackson, Debbie Allen
Woo! Gregory Hines
Benjamin Zephaniah, Robert Pele
Kofi Annan, Luther Vandross

Tyler Perry, Wynton Marsalis
Zadie
Watch me drive my bushpig
Watch me part the pines
Four by four couldn't take more
Any hill to climb
Drive her with a split shift
Drive her up
Ruby, olive, violet, fawn

He looks handsome, he looks smart
He is a walking work of art
In my dazzling coat of many colors
How I love my coat of many
flicking
Get money, fuck bitches
Young Weezy, young pimping, she love it
I keep going, she keep cumin, what you know 'bout it
So 'bout it, like Master P,
flicking
Get money, f*** b****es
Young Weezy, young pimping, she love it
I keep going, she keep cumin, what you know 'bout it
So 'bout it, like Master P,
I heard your man was a homo

We can combine just like two five and DoLo
Tell me where to put it like solo
Meet me at 702 I like your steelo
Now
lighters I'ma fire plus they gotta aim
I just left the title game
Don't they drove it trying to block me 
I'm surrounded by this dollars
Big bank take
Smiling in your face, you turn your back they talk about you
I've been abused by this cold, cold world

Lord I'm going out I'm stacking all my benjamins
stories bore me, I love to lie
To my royalties be the glory
Mariah, my honey, be fly
Ah, me and B-R-B-R
Usually seen in hot spots jumpin' outta two
(Uh)
Live it up and count my dividends, roll, like cinnamon
Whoa, big face Benjamin's
And she looked at me like you ain't nothin' but a star
I looked
(Uh)
Live it up and count my dividends, roll, like cinnamon
Whoa, big face Benjamin's
And she looked at me like you ain't nothin' but a star
I looked
(Uh)
Live it up and count my dividends, roll, like cinnamon
Whoa, big face Benjamin's
And she looked at me like you ain't nothin' but a star
I looked
stories bore me, I love to lie
To my royalties be the glory
Mariah, my honey, be fly
Ah, me and B-R-B-R
Usually seen in hot spots jumpin' outta two
that, it's on me, I'mma keep that shit
I got blood on my money, ether in my soul
Do you know the feeling durin' Easter with no clothes?
Now it's stars in
it up and count my dividends, roll, like cinnamon
Woah, big face Benjamin's
As she lookin' at me like ye'en ain't nothin' but a star
I looked at her
wanna show you what a GIB, I'd rather be sippin' Remy in VIP,
When you hear the music it'll be by me, Twista with the legendary nigga BIG,
Brooklyn
built me a palace
Benjamins by the pallet, im spendin em mighty daily
I know I'm under sureveillance ( I look at it as a talent)
Millions a gotta
this cash 
Will I be subject to kill, live my life by a gat 
Just when I think I made it out, the street is calling me back 

Chorus: 
(Nature) 
I
I don't give a fuck whether you love it or not
That's all we got and if you throw it away
You dumb as OJ, off a forty
In your Izod, this the rap
seatbelt 
Cause you in for a long ride

Now I be damn I been a man
Figure I never call myself a nigger
To get Benjamins
What's love got to do with what
Corinthians
[parody of In the End, by Linkin Park]

It starts with love
Young thing -- I don't know why
You didn't read the letter our Lord supplied
I love to lie
To my royalties be the glory Mariah my honey be fly

Ah me and B R, B R
Usually seen in hot spots jumpin' outta two seaters
We got money
sentences backwards
Visiting freestyle cyphers for your reaction
Now I can live in a stadium, pack it the fastest
Gamblin' Benjamin benefits, sittin' in
want me to love
And I'm damn sure that you don't want me to thug
And I'm damn sure that you don't want me to judge
And I'm damn sure that you don't want
huh why'all 

[Andre Benjamin] 
There's a fine line between love and hate you see 
Came way too late but baby I'm on it.. 
And there's a fine line