Benjamins feat. Lil Kim
J.PERIOD & B.I.G. Lyrics
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Uh, uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh, uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Goodfellas, uhh
Now, what y'all wanna do?
Brawlers, who be dippin' in the Benz wit the spoilers
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Tryin' to get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Yeah livin' the raw deal, three course meals
Spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
But still, everything's real in the field
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
On your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word
Swimmin' in women wit they own condominiums
Five plus Fives, who drive Millineums
It's all about the Benjamins, what?
I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the mutts
Five carats on my hands wit the cuts
And some'n European figures, fuck the clutch, what?
I want a all chromed out, fuck bein a broke nigga
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a Bro' Vega
I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles (ahahah)
Enormous cream, forest green, Benz jeep
For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme (that's right)
We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you
You should do what we do, stack chips like Hebrews
Don't let the melody intrigue you (uh-uh)
Cause I leave you, I'm only here
For that green paper which the eagle
I'm strictly tryin' to cop those, colossal sized Picasso's
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's (whoo!)
Mienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa
And the Latin chick tranportin' in the chocha
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Lex and Range Rovers dealin weight by Minnesota (uh)
Avoidin NARC's wit camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh)
Stash in the buildin' wit' this chick named Alona (uh-huh)
From Daytona, when I was young I wants to bone her (uh-huh)
But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants (ahahaha)
Trickin', they takin me skiing, at the Aspens (c'mon)
Uh, gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Pack a black pist-al in the Ac' Coupe that's dark brown (whoo!)
Pinky-ringin, gondolas wit the man singin'
Italian music down the river wit your chick clingin'
To my bizzalls, player you mad false
Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul
C'mon, c'mon, uh-huh
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Now, what y'all wanna do?
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Wanna be ballers, shot-callers
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Brawlers who be dippin' in the Benz wit the spoilers
It's all about the Benjamins baby
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Uh, uh, what the blood clot?
Wanna bumble wit the Bee hah?
Bzzz, throw a hex on a whole family (yeah, yeah yeah)
Dressed in all black like "The Omen" (say what?)
Have your friends singin 'This is for my homey' (that's right)
And you know me, from makin' niggas so sick
Floss in my 6 with the Lex on the wrist
If it's Murder, you know She Wrote it (uh-huh)
German Luger for your ass bitch, deep throated
Know you wanna fill the room cause it's platinum coated
Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
All that bullshit you kick, playa hatin' from the sideline
Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine? (uh-huh)
I'm, a Goodfella kinda lady
Stash 380's and Mercedes, Puffy hold me down baby!
Only female in my crew, and I kick shit
Like a nigga do, with a trigga too, fuck you
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh!
I been had skills, Cristal spills
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill' to ice grill
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be, kickin' me
In my asshole, uh, undercover, "Donnie Brasco"
Lent my East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl (uh-huh)
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 740
Rockin Redman and Naughty, "Oh where my kitty kat?"
Half a brick of yea, in the bra, where her titties at
And I'm livin' that, whole life, we push weight (uh-huh)
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State (c'mon)
Listen close it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the Mac, my left hand spit, right hand
Grip on the whip, for the smooth getaway
Playa haters get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only, to Hell I send thee, all about the Benji's
What?
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
The song "Benjamins" by J.PERIOD & B.I.G. feat. Lil Kim is a hip-hop masterpiece that talks about living the high life and chasing after the Benjamins (referring to one hundred-dollar bills that have a portrait of Benjamin Franklin, one of America's founding fathers). The lyrics paint a picture of the rappers' luxurious lifestyle, including fancy cars, designer clothes, and loads of money. The song captures the essence of hip-hop music as it celebrates excess and materialism, with clever wordplay and catchy rhymes that make it a classic in the genre.
The first verse talks about living the raw deal, having three-course meals, and everything being real in the field. It then goes on to talk about wanting to bury seven zeros in Rio Dijanery, referring to having millions of dollars in a foreign country. The second verse talks about wanting to be all chromed out and not wanting to be a broke nigga, which shows the rapper's desire for wealth and status. The third verse talks about the rapper's skills, Cristal spills, pushing weight, and all about the Benjamins.
Overall, the song is an ode to materialism and the pursuit of wealth, with clever wordplay and catchy rhymes that make it a classic in the hip-hop genre.
Line by Line Meaning
Now, what y'all wanna do?
What are your desires and aspirations?
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers?
Do you want to be successful and influential?
Brawlers, who be dippin' in the Benz wit the spoilers
Fighters who ride in luxurious cars with modifications
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Quietly hiding from the law enforcement in a less flashy car
Tryin' to get my hands on some Grants like Horace
Attempting to acquire a significant amount of money like basketball player Horace Grant
Yeah livin' the raw deal, three course meals
Living a difficult life, but still enjoying extravagant meals
Spaghetti, fettuccine, and veal
Specific types of pasta and meat dishes
But still, everything's real in the field
Despite the hardships, the experiences are genuine
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
Whatever you can't acquire at the moment, pass it down in your inheritance
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
But don't criticize my efforts in trying to bury
Seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery
A large sum of money, seven figures, in Rio de Janeiro
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
I may not be a hero, but I desire to have my voice heard
On your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word
Consistently being played on the popular radio station Hot 97
Swimmin' in women wit they own condominiums
Surrounded by successful women who own their own properties
Five plus Fives, who drive Millineums
Attractive women who have a combination of physical beauty and financial wealth, driving luxury cars from the early 2000s
I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the mutts
I obtain a large quantity of drugs for drug dealers
Five carats on my hands wit the cuts
Wearing expensive diamond jewelry on my fingers
And some'n European figures, fuck the clutch, what?
And some European cars without manual transmissions, who needs the clutch?
I want a all chromed out, fuck bein a broke nigga
I desire a fully chrome-plated car, instead of being financially struggling
Drinkin' malt liquor, drivin' a Bro' Vega
Consuming cheap alcoholic beverages while driving an old Chevrolet Vega
I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers
I associate with wealthy individuals while being observed by people who are only interested in my money
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers
Wearing expensive Bejor denim jeans with gold zippers
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
While you lost your influence, we maintained ours and continue to celebrate with Cristal champagne
Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles
Engaging in sexual activities with attractive women who wear reptile skin clothing
Enormous cream, forest green, Benz jeep
Abundant wealth, a dark green Mercedes-Benz SUV
For my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme
I do it for my group, so while you are unaware, I will devise plans to achieve success
We see through, that's why nobody never gon' believe you
We are perceptive, that's why nobody will ever believe your deceitful words
You should do what we do, stack chips like Hebrews
You should imitate our actions, accumulating money like Jewish people
Don't let the melody intrigue you
Don't let the music captivate or deceive you
Cause I leave you, I'm only here
Because I will abandon you, I am only present
For that green paper which the eagle
For the money represented by the image of the eagle on US currency
I'm strictly tryin' to cop those, colossal sized Picasso's
I am solely focused on acquiring large-sized paintings by Picasso
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's
And have my contact sell cocaine outside the Delgado's establishment
Mienda, with cash flowin' like Sosa
My income is flowing abundantly, similar to baseball player Sammy Sosa
And the Latin chick tranportin' in the chocha
And the Latina woman transporting drugs in her vagina
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Overwhelming others, consuming Moet champagne, never being sober
Lex and Range Rovers dealin weight by Minnesota
Driving luxury Lexus and Range Rover vehicles while engaging in drug trafficking activities in Minnesota
Avoidin NARC's wit camcorders and Chevy Novas
Evading narcotics officers equipped with video cameras and driving inconspicuous Chevrolet Novas
Stash in the buildin' wit' this chick named Alona
Hiding illicit substances in a building with a woman named Alona
From Daytona, when I was young I wants to bone her
From Daytona Beach, when I was young, I desired to have sexual intercourse with her
But now I only hit chicks that win beauty pageants
But now I only engage in sexual relationships with women who are winners of beauty pageants
Trickin', they takin me skiing, at the Aspens
Engaging in prostitution, where they accompany me on skiing trips in Aspen, Colorado
Uh, gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristal
Having a gangster mindset, always drinking Cristal champagne
Pack a black pist-al in the Ac' Coupe that's dark brown
Carrying a black pistol in the dark brown Acura coupe
Pinky-ringin, gondolas wit the man singin'
Wearing a pinky ring, traveling in gondolas with a man singing
Italian music down the river wit your chick clingin'
Listening to Italian music while cruising down the river with your girlfriend holding onto you
To my bizzalls, player you mad false
To my business associates, you are extremely deceitful
Actin' hard when you as pussy as RuPaul
Portraying yourself as tough, when you are as weak as the drag queen RuPaul
Wanna bumble wit the Bee hah?
Do you want to provoke and antagonize me?
Bzzz, throw a hex on a whole family
Buzz, placing a curse on an entire family
Dressed in all black like 'The Omen'
Wearing all black clothing like the characters in the movie 'The Omen'
Have your friends singin 'This is for my homey'
Causing your acquaintances to sing a tribute song for you
And you know me, from makin' niggas so sick
And you are familiar with me because I make people incredibly jealous
Floss in my 6 with the Lex on the wrist
Showing off my BMW 6 Series car while wearing a Rolex watch
If it's Murder, you know She Wrote it
If a murder occurs, you know the female artist She (referring to herself) is responsible
German Luger for your ass bitch, deep throated
Using a German Luger firearm to threaten your life, metaphorically implying deep danger
Know you wanna fill the room cause it's platinum coated
I know you desire to have a lavish lifestyle because it is coated in platinum
Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda toted, suck a dick
Choose your fate, since you should have brought your own gun, go suck a penis
All that bullshit you kick, playa hatin' from the sideline
All of the lies you spread, displaying jealousy from the sidelines
Get your own shit, why you ridin' mine?
Acquire your own possessions, why are you copying mine?
I'm, a Goodfella kinda lady
I am a woman with the qualities of a member of the Italian-American mafia
Stash 380's and Mercedes, Puffy hold me down baby!
Hiding small pistols and expensive Mercedes cars, relying on support from Puff Daddy
Only female in my crew, and I kick shit
I am the only woman in my group, and I excel in my activities
Like a nigga do, with a trigga too, fuck you
Performing tasks similar to men, including handling firearms, expressing disregard towards the listener
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh!
Expressing agreement and enthusiasm
I been had skills, Cristal spills
I have possessed skills for a long time, spilling expensive Cristal champagne
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill' to ice grill
Concealing money in Brazil, having approximately one million dollars to show off
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be, kickin' me
Difficult to understand my true nature, alcohol stimulating me
In my asshole, uh, undercover, 'Donnie Brasco'
In my behind, disguised like the character 'Donnie Brasco'
Lent my East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl
Allowed my girlfriend from the East coast to drive my Bentley car for enjoyment
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 740
My girlfriend from the West coast drives a chrome-plated BMW 740
Rockin Redman and Naughty, 'Oh where my kitty kat?'
Listening to Redman and Naughty by Nature, asking where my woman's vagina is
Half a brick of yea, in the bra, where her titties at
Half a kilogram of drugs concealed in her bra, where are her breasts?
And I'm livin' that, whole life, we push weight
And I am living that lifestyle, where we engage in drug trafficking
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
Disregard prison, having sexual relationships with promiscuous women at Penn State University
Listen close it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Pay close attention, it's Francis, a metaphorical praying mantis
Attack with the Mac, my left hand spit, right hand
Attack with a Mac-10 firearm, my left hand shooting, while my right hand...
Grip on the whip, for the smooth getaway
Holding onto the steering wheel of the car, ensuring a successful escape
Playa haters get away or my lead will spray
People who envy me should flee or else I will shoot them
Squeeze off til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Continuously shooting until I run out of ammunition, do not provoke me
Only, to Hell I send thee, all about the Benji's
Exclusively, I send you to Hell, it's all about the money
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DERIC MICHEAL ANGELETTIE, SEAN COMBS, SEAN JACOBS, SEAN D JACOBS, KIMBERLY JONES, JASON PHILLIPS, JASON T PHILLIPS, DAVID STYLES, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE
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@rayshaunchalmers1117
Lil Kim's verse will go down as one of the most LEGENDARY spits in hip-hop history.
@motorromay9897
Lol
@liljay8806
True that, she snapped 💯💯💯
@massmanpro
I'm still stuck between this and Rah Digga's 'whoa' verse
@andrewprice3744
Word!!!!
@dreadghoul23
She had the worst verse now foreal everybody trippin
@rastashod1947
Kim killed this shit hands down
@family817
The way the beat changed for Big and his flow is timeless
@longaugust
Those steel drums man, so crispy!
@LotusesPictures
I believe it’s due to the song being recorded after his death and they took a verse he already had but I’m not certain