Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Everything is hustled to the deaf, to the F
It's a new year but I recycle for the paper
Let me see it up, yup, let me see it up
Oh man, cash rules everything around me
That's why they money go quicker than a crack high
Cash rules everything around me
A, B, baby, they be lazy
I'm back for my money, it's just they luck, fuck
Hell, I'm even, bosser than I left
Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill
Yes, to the left, to the left
Then you might see me on the strip, flashin'
Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill
Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all
(Boo, you okay?)
Money in the air, money in the air
Just, I think I left somethin'
Fast, rush you, then back to the money
Bet it make sense when you make them dollars
So have my check right, no typos wit the paper, please
Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Street fida-dida-dam, yes
Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all
You lookin' at your new hustle like ya last hustle
Ay, it's a new year and I'm back for the money
They say I'm frontin', can't turn my back to the money
Money in the air, m-m-money in the air
And truthfully, you cool but I'm attracted to money
They say the rap game remind them of the crack game
Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, yup, yup, yup
Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Come on, man, cash rules everything around me
I mean, well, I'm breathing
Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Draw a crowd like a Vegas fight
From nothin' to somethin', homie, yes
Like Vegas lights and they say I shine Vegas bright
Shorty, work it, she be on her ass, hustle
Some shit, gettin' hit and my leg is light
Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Gucci straight jacket 'cuz I may be crazy
Put ya money in the air, m-m-money in the air
If green talks, then I'm the Geico with the paper
I mean, it coulda been a Tupac Vegas night
It's my year but y'all could help me celebrate
I'm nine fifteen, that means, I'm hella straight
Let me see it up, yup, let me see it up
Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Loony for the loot, psycho for the paper
Yao high, that's why, yours is Bow Wow high
I'm lovin' how you move that smooth, you let it snake
Was looked at as Russell in my past hustle
The money ain't right, then I toss it to the left
She make it clap, she know how to work them ass muscles
I say, cash rules everything around me
Put ya money in the air, m-m-money in the air
A nigga came for the money, not the tongue tussle
Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Me, I rather do my lip-lashin' when the chips cashed in
Ladies, money in the air, m-m-money in the air
Or maybe a notorious L.A. evening
I ain't gotta make 'em move but I make 'em holla
I say, cash rules everything around me
But playas don't chase at it, baby, we let it make
Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, yup, money, yup, dollar, yup
So why don't you turn ya back to the money and let it shake
Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all
My money stack high, how high? Shaq high
Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, yup, money, yup, dollar, yup
It's the return of the young hustle
The Swizz stacks, Just Blaze bucks
