Dollar, dollar Dotes, marks, franks, and pounds I the chopped up sounds 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, paying dues
I'm blowing out crews and mad shrews Like Shakespeare, the fakes will disappear The flavor in your ear is strong like 200 proofs will put the match to the And set bitch on fire, get rich to empire About to strike back if you rock the mic And that's the way it is yo it's like that
Money, y'all It be the of all evil Money, money It you popular with people
I go back to the '80's like, "Three a lady" When it was pussy for free and crack for It just occurred to me, time for surgery I remove emcees like The lies and the rumors got me thinking of this
About made social club Yo, word to my mama, I'm high off the Whitey Ford deeper than a subway train And I serve lazy like fast food chains All no gain makes the brain insane in the fast lane deflates the cash gain
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Everlast, it money (To get fly ass hoe) It takes (To see me rock a show) It takes (To get last bag of smoke 'cuz [unverified]) Hey, I'm about to gee off like my name was Edo Black call me Whitey, Spanish kids Whito White kids call me king of B-boy thing
If it's broke than he fix it, if it's the mix it Can't none of you ever fuck with these You be crazy on my dick like some chick For the style that I'm blessing, no second guessing Can't the lesson, subtraction, addition The war for submission, no debate
Won't stop until eaten off a platinum plate I stocks and bonds, plus the real estate I want the iron gates and low interest a fly little spot to bring all my dates A stash of cash to put inside the safe When times get lean, y'all know what I
(Money, y'all) be calling it cream (Money, y'all) Some be calling it (Money, y'all) But I get it I'm jeti
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I want cash and checks, I want diamond I want on my neck and mad fly things I want stacks of fat chips so I can take long I want to sail the Bahamas on my own ships I want of land, I want papers in hand I want stocks and bonds, all pros, no Hey, if it smells funny pack it up honey I the money y'all, I need the money y'all