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