Dollar, dollar Dotes, marks, franks, yens and I rock the chopped up from devinger dounds Out the Ford Rover, up top in the I be loyal to my peps like pooh to stud doogie Never bearer bad news, paying crazy
I'm blowing out crews and mad shrews Like Bill Shakespeare, the fakes disappear The in your ear is strong like everclear 200 proofs will put the to the roof And set this bitch on fire, get to empire to strike back if you rock the mic whack And that's the way it is yo it's like that
Money, y'all It be the root of all Money, money It you popular with people
I go back to the '80's like, "Three a lady" When it was for free and crack for currency It just occurred to me, it's for surgery I remove emcees like The lies and the got me thinking of this dove
About time made club Yo, word to my mama, I'm off the trauma Whitey Ford gets deeper than a subway And I serve lazy fools like food chains All pain no gain makes the brain Life in the fast deflates the cash gain
Dollar y'all, dollar bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla y'all
Dollar bill y'all, bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, bill y'all
Everlast, it money (To get fly ass hoe) It takes (To see me rock a show) It takes (To get that last bag of smoke [unverified]) Hey, I'm to gee off just 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 than he fix it, if wack the mix it Can't none of you emcees ever fuck these You be crazy on my dick some porno chick For the style that I'm blessing, ain't no guessing Can't heed the lesson, subtraction, The war for submission, ain't no
Won't until I've eaten off a platinum plate I want stocks and bonds, plus the estate I want the iron gates and low interest Plus a fly spot to bring all my dates A little stash of to put inside the safe times get lean, y'all know what I mean
(Money, y'all) Some be calling it (Money, y'all) Some be calling it (Money, y'all) But I get it I'm jeti
Dollar bill y'all, dollar y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla y'all
Dollar bill y'all, bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill
Dollar bill y'all, bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla y'all
Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill
Dollar bill y'all, bill y'all Dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla, dolla bill
I cash and checks, I want diamond rings I want on my neck and mad fly things 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 stocks 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