Dollar, dollar Dotes, marks, franks, and pounds I rock the chopped up sounds from dounds Out the Ford Rover, up top in the I be loyal to my peps just like pooh to stud Never bearer bad news, paying dues
I'm blowing out crews and mad shrews Like Shakespeare, the fakes will disappear The flavor in your ear is strong everclear 200 proofs will put the to the roof And set bitch on fire, get rich to empire to strike back if you rock the mic whack And that's the way it is 'cuz yo it's that
Money, y'all It be the root of all Money, money It you popular with people
I go back to the like, "Three times a lady" When it was pussy for and crack for currency It just occurred to me, time for surgery I remove emcees like The lies and the rumors got me thinking of dove
About made social club Yo, to my mama, I'm high off the trauma Whitey Ford gets than a subway train And I serve lazy fools like food chains All pain no gain makes the insane Life in the fast lane deflates the cash
Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill
Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, bill y'all
Everlast, it takes (To get fly ass hoe) It takes (To see me a live show) It takes (To get that last bag of 'cuz [unverified]) Hey, I'm about to gee off like my name was Edo Black call me Whitey, Spanish kids Whito kids call me king of this B-boy thing
If it's broke 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 porno chick For the style that I'm blessing, ain't no guessing Can't the lesson, subtraction, addition The war for submission, no debate
Won't stop I've eaten off a platinum plate I want and bonds, plus the real estate I want the iron gates and low interest Plus a fly little spot to bring all my A little stash of cash to put the safe When get lean, y'all know what I mean
(Money, y'all) Some be calling it (Money, y'all) Some be it feti (Money, y'all) But I get it I'm jeti
Dollar bill y'all, bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla y'all
Dollar bill y'all, bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla y'all
bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, bill y'all
Dollar y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, bill y'all
Dollar bill y'all, bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, bill y'all
I want cash and checks, I want diamond I jewels on my neck and mad fly things I want stacks of fat chips so I can take trips I want to sail the Bahamas on my own cruise I want acres of land, I want papers in I want and bonds, all pros, no cons Hey, if it smells then pack it up honey I want the money y'all, I the money y'all