[Intro: Dre & Fat Joe]
I'm sleeping on a billion dollars
Coka
I'm eating
Crills mania
I'm eating
I'm sleeping on a billion dollars
And I say right about now New York City

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Oh no, oh Joe, he did it, he's back
In the back of that black Maybach, tripping
Now, blow that motherfucking kush up in the sky
La la la la la la la
Bumping that Kanye, you can't tell me nothing, right?
La la la la la la la la la la
Hand on the shotgun and I'm riding shotgun
Uzis, banana clips, what, what? I got some
Bullets are wholesale, food stamps, coupons
Yellow mustard Phantom car, it Grey Poupon
I can make it Pacman Jones in here too long
We up a hundred grand whenever I hear a new song
Come one, come on, there's too many ringtones
2.8 what you want me to tell you?
Make it rain, Mary Anna, go and grab an umbrella
-Ella, -ella, -ella, holy shit
So much coke, a n***a have to shovel it
So much coke, a n***a change his government
Now we can all sing along for the fuck of it
Crack, crack, crack, crack

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Hey, this is the crackhouse, welcome to the crackhouse
I mean, I'm talking more parties than a frat house
This is a problem, this is not music
I hope you find it 'cause he about to lose it
Joey, don't do it, Joey done did it
Joey keep doing it until you're done with it
Bring them to the crackhouse, show them the crackhouse
Take them to the crackhouse, we in the crackhouse

[Verse 2: Fat Joe]
You gotta touch your toes or I'm out
Fuck a club, I got a strip pole in my house
Six million ways to make it rain, hold up
Conflicts in my chain from Angola
Convicts in my plane when we roll up
And they hustle yay not vitamin water
Fat 'cause I'm so rich, rich 'cause I'm so hood
Uzi your whole whip, n***a, I'm that hood
You flow cold, but Joe flow sicker
Even Reverend Al be like, "Joe's that n***a!"
John Gotti, Supreme Team show
These are the n***as you compare to Joe, hello

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Hey, this is the crackhouse, welcome to the crackhouse
I mean, I'm talking more parties than a frat house
This is a problem, this is not music
I hope you find it 'cause he about to lose it
Joey, don't do it, Joey done did it
Joey keep doing it until you're done with it
Bring them to the crackhouse, this the crackhouse
Walk them to the crackhouse, we in the crackhouse
Get them