The Forbes remix, explained by Forbes' own Zack O'Malley Greenburg[Intro]

The Giants play in New York

Forbes, 1, 2, 3

[Chorus]

I get money, money I got (I get it)

Money-money I got, money-money I got (I run New York)

[Interlude: Diddy]

You know what it is, aww man

It's the billion dollar remix, baby, for reala

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

Come on man, I'm hot now, drop now, top down I got style

Been around the block pal imagine what I got now

The Bentley the Ferrari, maybe the Bugatti

Range and Maserati, I got 'em all, goddamn

My money, my-my-my money, long

I blackout and break a bat on your ass like Barry Bonds

I get it, I'm down for the jooks now what's up

I'm with it, I told you I was gon' cake up

I did it, niggas tryna show me how to ball

Man, they tryna buy some Gucci, I'm tryna buy the mall

I ain't came to get a little bit I'm tryna get it all

My new bitch a cool bitch I'm fitting to make her spoiled

If my watch is right, my stocks is right

But don't be shocked tonight, if you get shot tonight

Still gutter like a mothafucka, chipped up

Don't be surprised when I grip up, you slip up you could get it

[Chorus]

I get money, money I got (I get it)

Money-money I got, money-money I got (I run New York)

[Interlude: Diddy]

A lotta money on this record man, I like being around money man

It's three the hard way baby, you know my mothafuckin' name

[Verse 2: Diddy]

Bo knows but Diddy did it

Cars, jewelry and big homes, yeah, Diddy did it

Shootouts, coastal beefs, yeah, Diddy did it

But my lawyer's so good that Diddy got aquitted

I met J. Lopez out in St. Tropez

While you was riding around in Miami on mopeds

Oh, you just got here

I been doin this shit for over ten years

I am chilling, in Sean John denim

Nigga I don't walk nowhere I'm four wheeling

Champagne spilling, chilling, no ceiling

Stealing a quarter million, feeling, ice grilling

Hit the avenue, earthquake up the morgue

Give Jacob a call then make a withdrawal

Face on the Forbes, in '94 I did it

Don't like it I'm a Bad Boy now let's get it come on!

[Chorus]

I get money, money I got (I get it)

Money-money I got, money-money I got (I run New York)

[Bridge: 50 Cent]

I get the pounds, the pesos, the yen

I celebrate and I'm fresh out the pen

I'm a hustler, I'm back at it again

I'm bad and I don't play pretend, fuck with 'em, Jay

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]

I'm a hustler baby, can't escape my past

When I flipped Rocawear, I told 'em: 'Give me mine in cash'

Yeah, checks might bounce

Alphabet boys might check my accounts

Still hustling baby, hurry up, kill me

I'm already the GOAT, next stop is the billi

Young turbo, six speed 9/11

I'm revving I'm trying not to spill my merlot

When my girl go on world tour

Ladies I'm back on the street like I'm out on a furlough

I'm back clubbing, Ace of Spades bubblin'

Drink it from the bottle, who the fuck need a bucket?

I'm killing the block, multiple whips

So I'm killing the roof, like Michael Vick

Yeah! Just call me Forbes.com

In case y'all forget New York is still mine, I get it

[Chorus]

I get money, money I got (I get it)

Money-money I got, money-money I got

[Outro: Jay-Z]

You talking my language now baby

I wouldn't wanna be outside the borough on this one