Dollar, bills Dotes, marks, franks, and pounds I the chopped up sounds from devinger dounds Out the Ford Rover, up top in the I be loyal to my peps just like to stud doogie Never bearer bad news, paying crazy
I'm blowing out crews and mad shrews Like Bill Shakespeare, the will disappear The flavor in your ear is strong like 200 proofs put the match to the roof And set bitch on fire, get rich to empire About to strike back if you rock the mic And the way it is 'cuz yo it's like that
Money, y'all It be the root of all Money, money It makes you popular people
I go back to the '80's like, "Three a lady" When it was pussy for and crack for currency It occurred to me, it's time for surgery I remove emcees tumors The lies and the got me thinking of this dove
time made social club Yo, word to my mama, I'm high off the Whitey Ford gets deeper than a subway And I serve lazy fools like fast chains All pain no gain makes the brain Life in the fast deflates the cash gain
Dollar bill y'all, dollar y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, bill y'all
bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill
Everlast, it takes (To get fly ass hoe) It money (To see me rock a show) It takes (To get that bag of smoke 'cuz [unverified]) Hey, I'm about to gee off just my name was Edo Black kids call me Whitey, Spanish kids White kids me king of this B-boy thing
If it's broke than he fix it, if it's the mix it Can't none of you emcees ever fuck with You be crazy on my dick like some porno For the style that I'm blessing, no second guessing Can't heed the lesson, subtraction, The war for submission, ain't no
stop until I've eaten off a platinum plate I want stocks and bonds, plus the real I want the iron gates and low interest Plus a fly little to bring all my dates A little stash of cash to put inside the When get lean, y'all know what I mean
(Money, y'all) Some be it cream (Money, y'all) Some be it feti (Money, y'all) But I get it I'm jeti
Dollar bill y'all, dollar y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill
Dollar bill y'all, bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, bill y'all
bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill
Dollar bill y'all, dollar y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill
Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill
I cash and checks, I want diamond rings I jewels on my neck and mad fly things I want stacks of fat chips so I can take long I want to sail the Bahamas on my own cruise I want acres of land, I want in hand I stocks and bonds, all pros, no cons Hey, if it smells funny then it up honey I want the y'all, I need the money y'all