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