This ain't on a pop tip, Latin Connection
This ain't on a bilingual tip, Cuban Connection
We'll give it to you like this though, check me out
I was coming, people said for me there's no hope
But I went from broke to dope to be a no joke
Quote unquote a nigga off a refugee boat
But not much more than two cents and a tall coat
Working like a slave to become the master
Had a daddy everyday but I'm still a * *
Punks get blasted, playing with the M.E.L. twice
Motherfucker, I'm nice, I went from broke as *
To being dope as *
Broker than a smoker, the clock and the big bucks
So come out next to me, I'm darling
Baby, don't you see me ballin'
Became the man bringing cream home to Shorty and Toski
* you haters, cause y'all be
Fightin' my style, takin' my steez
Beggin' me please, on bentonese
When Meloizy's in the spot, yo, we keepin' scorchin' hot
Niggas can't deal with the heat I got
Blow up the spot, hip hops on the menu
Then I pop the beat, then I pop the beat

Send you to the venue and I put it in you
We cut the G's, we make non-stop money
We takin' punks out, ain't a damn thing funny
So if you take my steez, motherfucker, please
Next time I see you, better be on your knees
I invent the plan with cigars
Once and then I turn on the video and everybody flossin'
Back when Tony G and me got magical
With the emphatical * that got his radical
We got the pesos, the plata, and we was straight
Don't hate that Melo's great, nigga, congratulate
Punks, they sealed their fate when I'm out to get down
We got the pesos, the plata, and we was straight
What a travesty, they jump up to get wet down
No other solo posse or MC
Crew or clique out there can get with thee
Don't dada, yo, I flip scripts like currency
Run, get your peeps, it's a fuckin' emergency
There's a buck wild queuin' on the roof
Swiggin' 80 proof, rockin' the goose and go to
You know my stage
Break down the auto mat in the black act
And breathe, remember, Meezy's in the spot
Yo, we keepin' scorchin' hot
Niggas can't deal with the heat I got
Blow up the spot, hip hops on the menu
Then I send you to the venue and I put it in you
We cock the G's, we make non-stop money
We takin' punks out, ain't a damn thing funny
So if you take my steez, motherfucker, please
Next time I see you, better be on your knees
Yo, and all you other motherfuckers out there
Still sleepin' on it?
It's the godfather, motherfucker
When I was out the game, I ran capers for the papers
* it, little Melo need diapers
Car needs wipers, broke into some Vipers
And got slick on some Hell's Angels bikers
Cause that money go fast
When you're spendin' them chips on tricks and ass
Whips and gas, fuckin' tapes from Raskast
Twenty bags of hash, yo, that * don't last
So I got ill like girls on menstrual cycles
And started winnin' like white boys on motorcycles
I know you hatin' me for money makin'
Waitin' for me to follow, be takin'
But before you test, get the test pressed
Cause y'all niggas is a mess like transvestites in a dress
Nevertheless and furthermore, you're wackin'
Tape is tissue, I wipe my ass with it just to address the issue
But Melo Ricci's in the spot, yo, we keep it scorchin' hot
Niggas can't deal with the heat I got
Blow up the spot, hip hops on the menu
Then I send you to the venue and I put it in you
We talk the cheese, we make non-stop money
We takin' punks out, ain't a damn thing funny
So if you take my steez, motherfucker please
Next time I see you, better be on your knees
But Melo Ricci's in the spot, yo, we keep it scorchin' hot
Niggas can't deal with the heat I got
Blow up the spot, hip hops on the menu
Then I send you to the venue and I put it in you
We talk the cheese, we make non-stop money
We takin' punks out, ain't a damn thing funny
So if you take my steez, motherfucker please
Next time I see you, better be on your knees