Released: February 19, 2007
Featuring: Joey Queans Show (Jet Life) Mack Maine
Songwriter: Joey Queans Show (Jet Life) Mack Maine Curren$y
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Put your money where your mouth is
Put your money
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your-put your-put your-put your
Put your money where your mouth is
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[Verse 1: Show]
Check this
Money money green paper
Get it by the duffle bags
And spend it loosely
Treat the lucci like loose leaf
Your thot, I treat her like a droid
Get it, one minute, next minute
Spend it on tennis, I'm a menace
Dial back my Chevy right
Rims is like (?)
Sound knocking beat probably break my seats (boom)
Yeesh just east red flag to the right
With a pocket full of money
I am cash on sight bitch
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Put your money where your mouth is
Put your money
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your-put your-put your-put your
Put your money where your mouth is
(x4)
[Verse 2: Joey]
Fly society
Let me talk to them
Joey
Big shoes, paint sweeter than an apple custard
Chevelle the color of a chocolate cluster
Peanut butter leather interior
Seats match the rims
I dig the inside but love the exterior
So street pockets
Obese kapisch
Speed through the lane with a dunk like Kobe
Y'all softer than a (?) fur
You're soft
Me I ride around chaffeured
In other words
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Put your money where your mouth is
Put your money
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your-put your-put your-put your
Put your money where your mouth is
(x4)
[Verse 3: Curren$y]
Yah
Young money cash money
Curren$y the hot spitta
Fly society member
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the flyest of them all
The '84 was a speeding bullet
The '54 was a basketball
It bounces like one ounces
Got some colored cigarillos
Fill it up with my lighter son
Nigga tip-toed out the studio with my shit
I ain't tripping
That's a small thing to a giant
I'm fly on my own
I never had a stylist
Bitch you should see my closet
I don't own one pair of Pradas
But I'm rocking a pair of Guccis
That cost fifteen hundred dollars holla
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Put your money where your mouth is
Put your money
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your-put your-put your-put your
Put your money where your mouth is
(x4)
[Verse 3: Mack Maine]
Arrroooo
Talk is cheap
You know
Raps, cars, and show biz my nigga
What's up Joey (?)
I said bitch I'm Mack Maine
Young money cash money
Kush Entertainment yah
Yah I own my own label yeah
Hundred stack when I'm sitting at the round table yeah
Still fuck hoes in the (?)
With the boot leg cable yah
See uptown, Hollygrove
That's where you'll find me slick
Bitch I touch my first 25 stacks in '96
Y'all hustling like midgets
Cause you came up short
I'm smoking Jamaica
And you ain't got a passport
[Cut]
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your money
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your-put your-put your-put your
Put your money where your mouth is
(x4)
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your money
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your-put your-put your-put your
Put your money where your mouth is
(x4)
[Verse 1: Show]
Check this
Money money green paper
Get it by the duffle bags
And spend it loosely
Treat the lucci like loose leaf
Your thot, I treat her like a droid
Get it, one minute, next minute
Spend it on tennis, I'm a menace
Dial back my Chevy right
Rims is like (?)
Sound knocking beat probably break my seats (boom)
Yeesh just east red flag to the right
With a pocket full of money
I am cash on sight bitch
[Cut]
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your money
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your-put your-put your-put your
Put your money where your mouth is
(x4)
[Verse 2: Joey]
Fly society
Let me talk to them
Joey
Big shoes, paint sweeter than an apple custard
Chevelle the color of a chocolate cluster
Peanut butter leather interior
Seats match the rims
I dig the inside but love the exterior
So street pockets
Obese kapisch
Speed through the lane with a dunk like Kobe
Y'all softer than a (?) fur
You're soft
Me I ride around chaffeured
In other words
[Cut]
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your money
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your-put your-put your-put your
Put your money where your mouth is
(x4)
[Verse 3: Curren$y]
Yah
Young money cash money
Curren$y the hot spitta
Fly society member
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the flyest of them all
The '84 was a speeding bullet
The '54 was a basketball
It bounces like one ounces
Got some colored cigarillos
Fill it up with my lighter son
Nigga tip-toed out the studio with my shit
I ain't tripping
That's a small thing to a giant
I'm fly on my own
I never had a stylist
Bitch you should see my closet
I don't own one pair of Pradas
But I'm rocking a pair of Guccis
That cost fifteen hundred dollars holla
[Cut]
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your money
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your-put your-put your-put your
Put your money where your mouth is
(x4)
[Verse 3: Mack Maine]
Arrroooo
Talk is cheap
You know
Raps, cars, and show biz my nigga
What's up Joey (?)
I said bitch I'm Mack Maine
Young money cash money
Kush Entertainment yah
Yah I own my own label yeah
Hundred stack when I'm sitting at the round table yeah
Still fuck hoes in the (?)
With the boot leg cable yah
See uptown, Hollygrove
That's where you'll find me slick
Bitch I touch my first 25 stacks in '96
Y'all hustling like midgets
Cause you came up short
I'm smoking Jamaica
And you ain't got a passport
[Cut]
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your money
Put your money where your mouth is
Put your-put your-put your-put your
Put your money where your mouth is
(x4)
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