From Puff Daddy and the Family’s No Way Out album, this song features most of Bad Boy’s star lyricists (no Mase). The original appeared on a random DJ Clue mixtape, making this the more popular version

The… Read More [Produced by D-Dot (The Mad Rapper)]

[Intro: Diddy & Missy Elliott]

Uh, uh-huh, yeah

Uh, uh-huh, yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Uh, uh-huh, yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Goodfellas (Uh)

[Verse 1: Diddy]

Now, what y'all wanna do?

Wanna be ballers, shot callers, brawlers?

Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers?

On the low from the jake in the Taurus

Tryin' to get my hands on some Grants like Horace

Yeah, livin' the raw deal

Three course meals, spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal

But still, everything's real in the field (Uh, yeah)

And what you can't have now, leave in your will

But don't knock me for tryin' to bury

Seven zeros over in Rio de Janeiry

Ain't nobody's hero, but I want to be heard

On your HOT97 every day, that's my word

Swimmin' in women with they own condominiums (Uh-huh, yeah)

Five plus fives who drive Millenniums

It's all about the Benjamins, what?

I get a fifty pound bag of Euk for the mutts

Five carats on my hands with the cuts

In somethin' European chromed out with the clutch, what

[Verse 2: Jadakiss & Diddy]

I wanna hold figures, fuck bein' a broke nigga

Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a broke Vigor

I'm with Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (Uh)

Rocking Girbaud denims with gold zippers (Come on)

Lost your touch, we kept ours

Poppin' Cristals, freakin' the three-quarter reptiles (Hahaha)

Enormous cream, forest green Benz jeep

For my team, so while you sleep, I'ma scheme (That's right)

You see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you

You should do what we do, stack chips like Hebrews

Don't let the melody intrigue you (Uh-uh), 'cause I leave you

I'm only here for that green paper with the eagle

[Verse 3: Sheek Louch & Diddy]

I'm strictly trying to cop those colossal-sized Picassos

And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (Woo)

Tienda, with cash flowing like Sosa

And a Latin chick transporting in the chocha

Stampeding over, pop Mos, never sober

Flexin' Range Rovers, dealing weight by Minnesota (Uh)

Avoiding NARCs with camcorders and Chevy Novas (Uh-huh)

Stash in the building with this chick named Wilona (Uh-huh)

From Daytona, when I was young I wanted to bone her (Uh-huh)

But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants (Hahaha)

Tricking and taking me skin at the Aspens, uh (Come on)

Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal

Pack a black pistol in the Ac' coupe that's dark brown (Woo)

Pinky-ringin', gondolas with the man singin'

Italian music down the river with your chick clingin'

To my bizzalls, player, you mad false

Acting hard when you as pussy as RuPaul's

[Chorus: Diddy & Missy Elliot]

Come on, Come on, uh-huh (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Uh-huh, yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Uh-huh, yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Uh-huh, yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Uh-huh, yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

[Post-Chorus: Diddy, Lil' Kim & Missy Elliott]

Now, what y'all wanna do? (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Wanna be ballers, shot-callers, brawlers (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

On the low from the jake in the Taurus (Uh, uh, what the bloodclaat?)

[Verse 4: Lil' Kim, Diddy & The Notorious B.I.G.]

Wanna bumble with the bee, huh?

Bzz, throw a hex on the whole family (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Dressed in all black like The Omen (Say what?)

Have your friends singin', "This is for my homie" (That's right)

And you know me from making niggas so sick

Floss in my six with the Lex' on the wrist

If it's murder, you know she wrote it (Uh-huh)

German Ruger for yo' ass, bitch, deep throat it (Come on)

Know you wanna feel the womb 'cause it's platinum-coated

Take your pick, got a firearm you should have toted, suck a dick

All that bullshit you kick, player hatin' from the sidelines

Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine? (Uh-huh)

I'm a Goodfella kinda lady

Stash .380s in Mercedes, Puffy, hold me down, baby

Only female in my crew and I kick shit like a nigga do

Pull the trigger too, fuck you (Uh, uh, uh)

[Verse 5: The Notorious B.I.G. & Diddy]

I been had skills, Cristal spills

Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill', the ice grill (That's right)

Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin' me

In my asshole (Uh), undercover, Donnie Brasco

Left my east coast girl the Bentley to twirl (Uh-huh)

My west coast shorty push the chrome 740

Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?

Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at

And I'm livin' that, whole life we push weight (Uh-huh)

Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes in Penn State (C'mon)

Listen close, it's Francis, the praying mantis

Attack with the MAC my left hand spit

Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway

Playa haters, get away or my lead will spray (Get away)

Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me

Only to hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what?

[Outro: Diddy & Missy Elliott]

It's all about the Benjamins, baby

Uh-huh, yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Uh-huh, yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Uh-huh, yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Uh-huh, yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Uh-huh, yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Uh-huh, yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Yeah (It's all about the Benjamins, baby)

Yeah, yeah, yeah