I don’t want to sound mad right now..
I don’t want to sound.. I feel marvelous right now! Dirty Money

Tell that bitch with the crown to run it like Chris Brown
She won 3 rounds, I’m a need a hundred thou
Like China Town, bitches better bow down
Oh you ain’t know? Bet ya’ll bitches know now
Fuck I gotta gun to let ‘em know that I’m the one (huh?)
The way I ride the drum, they sulute me in the slum (what?)
In the 6-hund, the color of bubble gum
I’m with my nigga Spits & my nigga Bun Crum (wadup?)
Yes, I’m the one, I’m the mother fuckin’ one (yeah)
Hold more weight than the late Big Pun (oh)
Bitches talk slick, but they ain’t sayin none (no)
Mad cause I’m bad, two sticks in my bun
Yes sir, look what I’ve done
They run, run, run when I come
Bum stickety bum, let me tell em where I’m from
Queens lil mama, gabanas & nice pumps (yeah!)