[Intro]
(Smoov, what's good, baby?)
Hm

[Chorus]
It's somethin' 'bout money that make me happy
I don't know what's wrong with my diamonds, but they keep dancin'
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
Hand over the racks, bitch, and make it snappy
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy", hm
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
I don't know what's wrong with my diamonds, but they keep dancin'
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
My diamonds breakdancin', I can't stop 'em from dancin'

[Verse 1]
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
I get money and buy jewelry to make me happy
Good head and brеad is the only thing to make me happy
I'm coo-coo for Cocoa Puffs, if it's 'bout monеy, I'm an [?]
One thing for sure, I breakdance when I get the bag
I don't think nobody can fuck with me when it come to spittin' facts
Let's keep it real, who can fuck with the Stinc Team at gettin' racks?
Fuck the rap game, I don't think none of them n***as ever gave back
Stinc Team got it on our own and put n***as on and they hate that
These n***as be talkin' 'bout Tris better than Wock' and never tasted Act'
Long live the Ruler, he want these n***as karisma, they used to bang on [?]
Givenchy and scuffin' gates in Maison, they was hatin' on that
I just turned my wrist to a chandelier, tell 'em, "Hate on that"
I don't think I ever had a downfall, they probably waitin' on that
I done beat life and the indictment, I can't go back
If you invite gang and them anywhere, know we comin' tactical
The Plug
[Chorus]
It's somethin' 'bout money that make me happy
I don't know what's wrong with my diamonds, but they keep dancin'
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
Hand over the racks, bitch, and make it snappy
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy", hm
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
I don't know what's wrong with my diamonds, but they keep dancin'
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
My diamonds breakdancin', I can't stop 'em from dancin'

[Verse 2]
What you lokin' at, bitch? Do somethin' to make me happy
Pullin' up empty handed is not gon' make me happy
I was a young Bay-Bay kid, I was runnin' fades on the backstreet
Ask about me, at seven, I was already the neighborhood bike thief
My rap sheet look like ten dictionaries, I can't make this up
Sometimes I think I just be sayin' the craziest stuff
I spent a hundred and fifty in March, I can't make this up
You said you want it on the 'net, but on the street, don't play with us
They like, "Ralfy, what you gon' do with the extra beef?" Save it for the lunch
2017, me and the Ruler went down for the craziest guns
Draco, MAC, FN, two Glocks, one came with a drum
[?] mad 'cause only hard the Stinc Team don't play with bums
"Ralfy, we know you good 'cause you gon' take your gun"
We know the truth with these n***as, after the video, they gon' take they funds
Told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
They ain't got no money, man, they gon' be cappin'
The Plug
[Chorus]
It's somethin' 'bout money that make me happy
I don't know what's wrong with my diamonds, but they keep dancin'
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
Hand over the racks, bitch, and make it snappy
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy", hm
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
I don't know what's wrong with my diamonds, but they keep dancin'
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
I told the bitch, "Do somethin' to make me happy"
My diamonds breakdancin', I can't stop 'em from dancin'