Dollar, bills Dotes, marks, franks, and pounds I rock the chopped up from devinger dounds Out the Ford Rover, up top in the I be to my peps just like pooh to stud doogie Never bearer bad news, crazy dues
I'm out crews and taming mad shrews Bill Shakespeare, the fakes will disappear The flavor in ear is strong like everclear 200 will put the match to the roof And set bitch on fire, get rich to empire About to strike back if you the mic whack And that's the way it is 'cuz yo it's like
Money, y'all It be the root of all Money, y'all 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 just to me, it's time for surgery I emcees like tumors The and the rumors got me thinking of this dove
About time made club Yo, word to my mama, I'm off the trauma Whitey Ford deeper than a subway train And I serve lazy fools like food chains All no gain makes the brain insane Life in the fast lane deflates the cash
Dollar bill y'all, dollar y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill
Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla y'all
Everlast, it money (To get fly ass hoe) It takes (To see me rock a show) It money (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, kids Whito White kids me king of this B-boy thing
If it's than he fix it, if it's wack the mix it Can't none of you emcees fuck with these You be crazy on my dick like some chick For the style I'm blessing, ain't no second guessing Can't the lesson, subtraction, addition The war for submission, no debate
Won't until I've eaten off a platinum plate I want stocks and bonds, the real estate I want the iron gates and low interest Plus a fly little spot to bring all my A little stash of to put inside the safe When times get lean, know what I mean
(Money, y'all) Some be calling it (Money, y'all) Some be calling it (Money, y'all) But once I get it I'm
Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla y'all
Dollar y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill
Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla y'all
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 want cash and checks, I want rings I want jewels on my neck and mad fly I stacks of fat chips so I can take long trips I want to the Bahamas on my own cruise ships I want acres of land, I want in hand I want and bonds, all pros, no cons Hey, if it smells funny then pack it up I want the money y'all, I the money y'all