[Intro: Lord Infamous]
Gotta have a big back bank account, not pity amounts
Bud by the pounds, fuck a mothafuckin' ounce
A mean ass crib, all digital studio
And some down ass hoes for the road
I want it all or nothin'
I want it all or nothin'
[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
Thick bitches with a punch bowl of weed, I call it bud in bed
On the spread, plenty cash, dumpin' blunt ashes on they ass
A bed with hydraulics, liquor, 'cause I'm alcoholic
No college for my knowledge, 'cause I knew how to make profits
Don't like expensive clothes, just the gangsta apparel
Grab my raffle as I walk down the threshold
Black as a shadow, smoked, loced vehicle
Hit Triple six up on my Motorola portable
Keepin' it key low pro flow in the studio
Part time gigolo, rock a show to make some dough
Lord Infamous, Mafioso gangsta pimp playa
Got ya on my brand new Scarecrow underwear
Six hundred acre marijuana field in my backyard
Smokin' banana leaves on my lawn chair playin' cards
A room full of mothafuckin' bombs and artillery
All fuckin' century I need
[Chorus: Lord Infamous]
Plenty money and dope
A lot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That's how I like to live
Plenty money and dope
A lot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That's how I like to live
Plenty money and dope
A lot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That's how I like to live
Plenty money and dope
A lot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That's how I like to live
I want it all or nothin'
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Back in the days, I was broke, no joke
Fucked up in town, no cheese, no hope
A nigga used to hike home from school on the bike trail
Wishin' one day this rap shit'll probably make me bail
[?] and Big W, was the niggas I used to hang with
Andre and Big Triece, North Memphis bound, bitch
Hangin' on Evergreen corners, holdin' my fuckin' nuts
Watchin' freaks walk by, sayin' "dirty bitch, what's up?"
But they weren't goin', 'cause they want a nigga sellin' yam
New vogue way with the grainwood his ass in
95.0 Chevy thang with the vogues
But I used to catch the bus and lounge at the china store
I just couldn't wait tryin' to rap to get my final break
Juicy J, AKA the Juice, I want it on my tape
Sell and make money, so the niggas in my hood'll know it
And when I ride, I'll be singin' this chorus
[Chorus: Lord Infamous]
Plenty money and dope
A lot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That's how I like to live
Plenty money and dope
A lot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That's how I like to live
Plenty money and dope
A lot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That's how I like to live
Plenty money and dope
A lot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That's how I like to live
I want it all or nothin'
[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
In '95, I decided fuck this underground tape shit
Stack some cheese so quick
Puts on my disses, time to break, bitch
Kinda quick, kinda fast, to a bigger studio
Bullshit producers tryin' fuck me up my asshole
Traitin' ass niggas sayin' they do this and that for me
If you ain't for real, then keep it to yourself
'Cause see, I ain't got time, plus ain't in a mood for playin no fuckin' games
You promise me somethin', and I don't get it, I gotta lay you down
Bet I ain't, and I'm that nigga, I gotta make more than I did in '94
Whatever it takes, it won't be easy, cuz, and they nap about it
Know it better stay like this or get greater
'Cause if a nigga fuck me now, I promise, he'll pay for it later
That's why I beat you to my game, and I learned the business
'Cause you will straight be missin' without a witness
I want a pound of weed and a candy face in the den
A bank account readin' a mil, and a 95 Benz
[Chorus: Lord Infamous]
Plenty money and dope
A lot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That's how I like to live
Plenty money and dope
A lot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That's how I like to live
Plenty money and dope
A lot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That's how I like to live
Plenty money and dope
A lot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That's how I like to live
I want it all or nothin'
[Outro: Lord Infamous]
I want it all or nothin'
I want it all or nothin'
I want it all or nothin'
