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Money (Dollar Bill)

Dollar dollar bills

Deutch, marks, franks, yens, and pounds

I rock the jocked up sounds

From Devenshire DownsOut the Fordham Road

Up top in the boogie

I be loyal to my peeps

Like budha stud doogieNever very bad news

Payin' crazy dues

I'm blowin' out crews

And tamin' mad shrewsLike Bill Shakespeare

The fakes will disappear

The flavor in your ear

Is strong like EverclearTwo hundred proofs

So put the match to the roof

And set this bitch on fire

Get rich, the empire'sAbout to strike back

If you rock the mic wack

And that's the way it is 'cause yo

It's like that[Sadat X]

Money, money y'all

It be the root of all evil[Sadat X]

Money, money y'all

It makes you popular with people

I go back to the 80's

Like three times a ladyWhen it was pussy for free

And crack for currency

It just occurred to me

It's time for surgeryI remove MC's like tumors

The lies and the rumors

Got me thinkin' of this dub

By Timex Social ClubYo, word to my momma

I'm high off the trauma

Whitey Ford gets deeper than subway trains

And I serve lazy fools like fast food chainsAll pain no gain

Makes the brain insane

Life in the fast laneT

He flakes the cash gains (for real)[Sadat X]

Dollar bill y'all

Dollar bill y'all

Dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar bill y'all

It takes money[Sadat X]

To get that fly ass ho

It takes money[Sadat X]

To see me rock a live show

It takes money[Sadat X]

To get that last bag of smoke

'Cause they kindly take from it when that ass was broke

Hey yo I'm about to g-off

Just like my name was Ed-oBlack kids call me whitey

Spanish kids wetto

White kids call me the king of this be-boy thing

If it's broke then fix itIf it's wack remix it

Can't none of you MC's ever fuck with these

You be crazy on my dick

Like some porno chickFor the style that I'm blessin'

Ain't no second guessin'

Kid heed the lesson, subtraction, addition

Reward for submissionAIn to no debate

Won't stop till I'm eatin' off a platinum plate

I want the stocks and bonds

Plus the real estateI want the iron gates

And low interest rates

Plus a fly little spot to bring all my dates

A little stash of the cash put aside in a safeWhen times get lean

Y'all know what I mean[Sadat X]

Money money y'all

Some be callin' it cream[Sadat X]

Money money y'all

Some be callin' it fame[Sadat X]

Money money y'all

But once I get it I'm JI want cash and checks

I want diamond rings

I want jewels on my neck

And mad fly thingsI want a stack of fat chips

So I can take long trips

I want to sail the Bahamas

On my own cruise shipsI want acres of land

I want papers in hand

I want stocks and bonds

All pros no consHey if it smells funny

Then back it up honey

I want the money y'all

I need the money y'all...

Songwriters

HARPER, DELISLE/LEFLEUR, GLEN/JAMMER, JOE/VERNON, MICHAEL WILLIAM HUGH/WINGFIELD, PETE/SPICER, JIMMY/SIMMONS, RUSSELLPublished by

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