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(Feat. Hell Rell) Cam'ron: Excuse me Do you take a Afro-American card What's that? black card homie Hook Cam'ron: Cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching Cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching Cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching Cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching Verse 1 Cam'ron & Hell Rell: (You got change for a billion) What's that, that's the Lear nigga, leaving outta Tito borough Dipset beats Okero But it's bombs away, do things the monster way We'll take your beauty queen, snatch ya lean, John Brunei But that cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching Ransom, Mel Gibson [Yeah, welcome to Hell's kitchen I got one stove, 2 pots, 4 workers, 2 blocks After this I'm buying us all new drops That's right, cha-ching cha-ching Let's go, bling for bling Pay homage to the chain nigga, kiss the ring Damn, we got 'em teary-eyed and heart-broken The Porsche tires burn the rubber, yeah the cars smokin'] Man, lean fast, peel the whip What dealership you dealing with Potangrams, damn, we nothin' you familiar with More killin', killin', what's poppin' 5, the tools out They 550, 212, G-mack, pool out Leave 'em layin', stinkin' That's the way I'm thinkin' New York hustlers love me, like I'm David Binkins [That's right cha-ching cha-ching That's my pockets talking Naw, my stomach talking Nigga, we run New York and I'm your favorite boxer, favorites blossom Black Aston Martin, but I made it darker Add on some extra pink, I get extra hate Know how I deal wit' it, I move extra weight Hook Cam'ron: Cha-ching cha ching (We the treasurers) Cha-ching, cha-ching (More cash registers) Cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching Cha-ching cha-ching, cha-ching cha-ching