Released: June 10, 2006

Featuring: 50 Cent

Songwriter: 10 50 Cent Lloyd Banks

Producer: 10

[Intro: Lloyd Banks (sample)]
(Money, money, money, money, cake!)
I need the cake nigga!

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks (sample)]
The Unit don't play (uh uh!), we rap but we strapped (yep!)
Buck got the shotgun, 50 got the MAC
Spider got the sweeper and you dyin' to hear it clap (uh huh)
You won't have another birthday (cake!) after that (WOO!)
'Cause Yayo got a temper and he don't know how to act (fuck!)
And I been gone all Winter, but now a nigga back to get the
(Money) uh the (money) uh the (money)
Uh the (money) uh the (cake!)
And you motherfuckers lookin' like steak (WOO!)
Food on the plate for the wolves follow rules
Don't get moved by the two's blood'll ooze on your shoes
Wait (uh huh), control your hate you ain't ridin' in them sixes (why?)
'Cause you spendin' all your (cake!) on them bitches (uh)
I need the bread lil' niggas need Christmas (uh huh)
Banks don't rap with a backpack I'm in it for the
(Money) uh the (money) uh the (money)
Uh the (money) uh the (cake!)

[Verse 2: 50 Cent (sample)]
Ha Ha!!! You heard Banks say it so you know I got the MAC
I pull or pull out spray hollows at your back
I don't give a fuck, it's goin down like that
I done been through every hood, dead niggas don't rat
In the heart of a victim, murder is monumental
I don't complicate shit kid, I keep it simple
My bullet wounds will tell you a story 'bout what I been through
Southside trauma, drama with the llamas
I conversate with killers, it's usually about life
Politic with bonders It's usually about white
I'm the poster child for violence, I'm the boy in the poster
When them shots start to ring out, I'm the boy with the toaster
Yeah listen up kicko, I hustle, I get dough
You fuckin' with a sicko, I spaz let a clip go
Cannon out the rental, beam to 'yo temple
(Money, money, money, money, cake!)
I squeeze blow your mental, all over your friends (WOO!)

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks (sample)]
Me I'm from the street (street) where ain't nothin' sweet (sweet)
The home for the homi's there's a body every week (week)
Now I don't hear the sirens but they probably on the creep (creep)
Plottin' to pull me over plant the (cake!) in my Jeep (WOO!)
So I be skippin' cities seven states in a week (yeah)
Can't a motherfucker breathe and tell me I can't eat
Show me the (money) uh the (money) uh the (money) uh the (money) uh the (cake!)
Nigga slow down, pump ya brakes (yeah!)
No mistakes 'cause the Jakes run the plates
Then your headed upstate for rollin 'round with a steak (uh huh)
Niggas start up the beef and run straight to the cops (uh huh!)
You a bitch ass nigga, the cup (cake!) of the block (WOO!)
Any nigga disrespect the clique gettin' shot
'Round here niggas get found upside down over the
(Money) uh the (money) uh the (money)
Uh the (money) uh the (cake!)
WOO! OOOH!

Lloyd Banks

Christopher Charles Lloyd – stage Lloyd Banks, is a rapper from New York City, Queens. Banks' rap career was established in the early 90’s with the formation of famous rap group, G-UNIT lead by one of the rap greats, 50 Cent.

Banks' early 2000’s musical style exhibited braggadocios elements and revolved around ghetto struggle/gang themes; expressed with a heavy hitting punchline delivery. As a result of trials and tribulations; Banks' recent projects have matured, both in content and structural complexity.

Banks has collaborated with the very best in the industry such as Rakim, Raekwon, Eminem, 50 Cent, Jadakiss, Fabolous, and many more. Kanye West himself ranks Banks in his top 5 list.