5000 Ones Lyrics - Dj Drama

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 

They can't hold it, no, they can't hold it, no