Hey Mambo

[Verse 1: Frzy] Oops here go the money man Walking inside the club with all this money man And making the spot live Like I brought a band Make them haters sleep with the fishes Call em aqua man Dam I'm running it but I ant never ran Get a hold of my money need a rubber band Now they wondering how I'm balling As good as I am My head big from making these NBA jams Dam This joint right here I call it mambo Did it that way because of how the song go For that paper I need my paper homie pronto For that green I'll point my 9 call it rondo This what they gone know U be calling for meer Women But girlies that can't hear When I Nair women And now that the kids here Man they all grinning She got a hell of a body why I keep sinning Now bring the hook from the beginning Hold Up [Verse 2: Frzy] Oops here go the money man That's why I'm looking at you like where ya money man Ya girly running from me look like the running man I put those haters to rest Like I'm the sandman So what u sayin man I be on the top floor Pulling my own weight now my arms soar Making this money man is what it's all for So dog u like my style homie all 4's This what they ask for For More money More problems More hate That's more biggie No biggie Lost weight No wait I'm so great That's why I gloat That's how boy parade around without a dam float Yo The beat made by Willie Beman He birthed it without seaman So homie thats why I see men Tryin hate on my season I'm trying find out the meanin But if they don't know the meaning Then I'm a give them a reason Hold up