They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us
Twenties, tens, and fives, twenties, tens, and fives
If you a balla than the hundred's gon' fly
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, stacks to the sky
We want twenties, tens, and fives, we want twenties, tens, and fives

I'm not a five dollar nigga, I'm a billion dollar entity
All I chase is money only bad bitches interest me
Dade County nigga, diamonds come from Tiffany's
Parked the prototype, it'll hit the streets eventually
Toss my dollar bills, toss my dollar bills
All I ever wanna do, toss my dollar bills
All the talkin' cease, you could hear the breeze
When the bitches realizin' that I'm throwin' honey bee's

Twenties, tens, and fives, twenties, tens, and fives
If you a balla than the hundred's gon' fly
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, stacks to the sky
We want twenties, tens, and fives, we want twenties, tens, and fives
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us

Twenties, fifties, hundredes on my bed, I sleep on paper
Pillows made of thousand dollar bills, can you rate the
Million dollar carpet, then I fuck it, keep the change
I keep a linen closet with some fresh sheets said what's his name?
I got Mr. Woodrow Wilsons hit the stock exchange
And they know what I want, they sent the money 'fore I came
Spend it on the chain blow it all at the bar
Weezy baby comin' through and yes it's Trina rockstar

Twenties, tens, and fives, twenties, tens, and fives
If you a balla than the hundred's gon' fly
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, stacks to the sky
We want twenties, tens, and fives, we want twenties, tens, and fives
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us

Man all I got is hundreds, I ain't even stuntin'
Stuck on the Benjis like Benjamin Button
Trina what it do, I ain't seen ya in a minute
When I think about my life I thank God that you was in it
Call me Weezy Bay-bay, aka Payday
Twenties, tens, fives, I give that shit to Nay-Nay
Young Money boss, Cash Money G
Weezy F Baby and the 'F' is for free (me)

Twenties, tens, and fives, twenties, tens, and fives
If you a balla than the hundred's gon' fly
That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, stacks to the sky
We want twenties, tens, and fives, we want twenties, tens, and fives
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us
They know what we want-want, give it to us, give it to us

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Alanna Bryant, Dwayne Carter, Katrina Taylor, Knyesha Dethia Washington, Reginald Lowell Saunders, Ronald M. Ferebee, William Leonard Roberts