Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
R. Kelly
Vocals
Nas
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
R. Kelly
Songwriter
Curtis Mayfield
Songwriter
Jean Claude Olivier
Songwriter
Samuel Barnes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Poke & Tone
Producer
Jason Goldstein
Engineer
Chuck Bailey
Engineer
Bill Esses
Mixing Engineer
R. Kelly
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
No matter what y'all say or do
We gotta get this money
Watch out when we come for you
Take all of your honeys
First of the month and rent is due
Gotta get this paper
Come for us, we'll wait for you
A million men can't take us
[Verse 2]
Did you ever think that you would be this rich?
Did you ever think that you would have these hits?
Did you ever think that you would be the don?
Have a crib with a fifty-acre lawn?
Did you ever think that you would be this paid?
Were there times when your ass was real afraid?
Did you ever think that you would sell out tours?
Have a show with fifty million viewers?
[Verse 3]
I used to think about how I was gonna make it
Struggling day to day
Just trying to get this paper
Hoping the day would come
When things would go my way
But now I'm living lavish
And all I do is hear them say
[Verse 4]
Did you ever think that you would be this rich?
Did you ever think that you would have these hits?
Did you ever think that you would be the don?
Have a crib with a fifty-acre lawn?
Did you ever think that you would be this paid?
Were there times when your ass was real afraid?
Did you ever think that you would sell out tours?
Have a show with fifty million viewers?
[Verse 5]
Now, who knows poverty like Robert and me?
Cube did you ever think that you'd be dancing and vibing with me?
Cube did you ever think you'd push a Ferrari blasting Nas' CD?
With five TVs and DVDs, come on ride with me
Ain't never **** flyer than me
Honey, you heard about this style I got
We from the wildest plots where police make arrests
Carry heat, wear vests
We ghetto, never thought we'd ever reach this level
My people behind metal, the streets coulda had us
But now we live lavish, our freaks be the baddest
Bust 'em out, my maids change the sheets on the mattress
It's deep 'cause I never thought I'd reach this status
Walk around and grown women stop and look
They recognize me, no longer hide they pocketbooks
Hate me now, 'cause I ain't gon' stop, you're stuck
The remix, R. Kelly, please pop the hook
[Verse 6]
Did you ever think that you would be this rich?
Did you ever think that you would have these hits?
Did you ever think that you would be the don?
Have a crib with a fifty-acre lawn?
Did you ever think that you would be this paid?
Were there times when your ass was real afraid?
Did you ever think that you would sell out tours?
Have a show with fifty million viewers?
[Verse 7]
Ever think?
You ever know?
Did you ever think?
You ever know?
Did you ever think?
You ever know?
Did you ever think?
You ever know?
Did you ever think that you would be this rich?
Did you ever think that you would have these hits?
Did you ever think that you would be the don?
Have a crib with a fifty-acre lawn?
Did you ever think that you would be this paid?
Were there times when your ass was real afraid?
Did you ever think that you would sell out tours?
Have a show with fifty million viewers?
[Verse 8]
No matter what y'all say or do
We gotta get this money
Watch out when we come for you
Take all of your honeys
First of the month and rent is due
Gotta get this paper
Come for us, we'll wait for you
A million men can't take us
Did you ever think that you would be this rich?
Did you ever think that you would have these hits?
Did you ever think that you would be the don?
Have a crib with a fifty-acre lawn?
Did you ever think that you would be this paid?
Were there times when your ass was real afraid?
Did you ever think that you would sell out tours?
Have a show with fifty million viewers?
I just wanna thank God
For making Nas the don
And R. Kelly the don
Yeah, sitting pretty
Written by: Barnes Samuel J, Curtis Mayfield, Jean Claude Olivier, R. Kelly, Samuel Barnes

