1 For The Money

[Hook: Pounds]x2 1 for the money 2 for the bass 3 for them boys with the (whoo) on they waist 1 for the money, 1, 1 for the money 2 for the, 2, 2 for the bass [Verse 1: Pounds] Look P the commissioner Best since Christopher Put it on your head like conditioner You should hit the minister I'm-a put the ? Get sick of a bitch Twister her Like 26 kick flips to the face Grand finale shit, 100 quick clips with a chase I'm the reason for cheese, please be the cash cow ? Higher than some 3 dollar seats in the bleachers I'm a beast so I sleep with the creatures Rap about them highs and the blow, I don't care man I put you in the sky for the low, like air train Hop up in the booth and go Anthony Hopkins I don't give a shit with your family watchin' It's all hip-hop, the blood trickle Oh my ? [Hook]x2 [Verse 2: Jarren Benton] Allergic to fake shit D's on the spaceship God's favorite son, yet I'm caught up in the Matrix Dr. Benton here to give the game a face lift I'm off of the chain like I escaped from a slave ship I...don't...like 99.9 percent of y'all faggots on the mic Fuck what you heard If you ain't the Neptune then more than likely I ain't fucking with you nerds I'm gone off the syrup And I am not referrin' to Aunt Jemima nor Mrs. Butterworth I got a white bitch I call Lindsay Nohan Cause when she sucks dick the bitch uses no hands Oh man! What a feelin' I'm high as an alien and dancing on the ceilin' I'm gonna make a billion... Dollars, so when I'm in the dirt I can have something to leave to my children Cowabunga dude Whores, they adore me, but bitch you only love me because of my cool "What you up to?" No good I'm straight from Decatur but I'm not so hood I'm more-so psycho More like Michael... Myers, Jarren Benton bitch, I'm on fire Sucka ass niggas, she call me sire And I won't stop rocking until I retire