yeah, it goes down yeah, it goes down uh-huh, it goes down it goes down i thought you knew it went down believe that
verse one:
i rock versacci, sippin vsop and hennessey in foam cups motorola flips with illegal chips dip-pin\' like teela where everybody momma collectin money from fiend five series beemer, one-hundred and eighty-nine horsepower i like bitched with dimples and nipples the size of silver dollars rollin three deep in eddie bauers chokin out lapd rottweilers like chihuahuas, all day eryday in southern california where the dogs and the ribs stay and nowadays fools don\'t know how to act cause we all wanna be tony montana matter of fact, gimme five we got dap, gimme twenty-five we got a bird and profit is made so while the homey cut cavvy with a razor blade i rock beats without baking soda and money gets watched it\'s only illegal if you get caught thought you knew cause the dea do it too keep seperate books for the internal revenue capitalism is pimps and hoes in ninety-six i \'spose anything goes
chorus:
big bank take little bank anything goes legal or illegal however you make your cash flow big bank take little bank ahh anything goes legal or illegal however you make your cash flow
verse two:
all you ph ballers, dirty mack\'s need to kg i\'d rather be a dope mc than a broke og i get, manicures to keep my cuticle suitable player, don\'t hate me because i\'m beautiful i got a pocket full of c-notes and food stamps just big bills and free meals baby so lamp cause jealousy gets you burned like bad perms if you live you learn, i spit game like chick hearns to women with, measurements of 38-24-36 with dsl\'s but money talks esl in the game of monopoly, if you don\'t pass go then go di-rectly to jail cause i\'ve seen fools that struggle and turn they ownself into the po-po it keeps the humble of they cool low selling ten dollar j\'s right up under the man\'s nose hahh, nigga anything goes
chorus
interlude:
one for the money (money), two for the show (show) three for the ladies but all they wanted was one it\'s one for the money (money), two for the show (show) three for the ladies but all they wanted was one
verse three:
niggaz got stripes like, tony the tiger but niggaz got strikes like oral hershiser so look alive, inflation rise like yeast s&l scandal stole millions but we need more police to take back our streets, it\'s drama we all know that one-time be extortin them big-ballers gettin extradited with warrants in three states overcrowded prisons hopin the da drop the case so uhh, i ain\'t forgot about the homey kevin he pled no contest and got stretched til ninety-seven dizmost and little dags hold tight i know i seldom shoot kites but i be tryin to get my pockets right my ideal real is big willie pourin out dom p for the dead homies with bitches splittin phillies (call it ends) call it loot scrilla cream green flow or dough but to get mo\' nigga, anything goes
chorus 2x
"it\'s no disguise, it makes no sense it doesn\'t fit, if it doesn\'t fit, you must acquit"
