Coolio - Money (dollar Bill Y'all) lyrics

Money is your home on the range Money puts the weapon in the stock exchange Ya make money on your 9 to 5 Uhh to earn your livin so you survive It takes money to pay your rent and to eat Without money your home be on the street So you steal some money and got to jail uhh And then you turn around and need sumtin for bail When you need twenty cents to call your lawyer To plead innocence and say they never saw ya But before ya ya lawyer a-get you free He asks how will you pay his fee? But you have no money, you're in a jam Your lawyer don't give a damn, watch the cell doors slam It takes money money (money money) Cash, money money (money moneyyy) to the bill It takes money money (money money), that's right Cash, money money, for real Hook: Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar bill y'all Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar bill y'all Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar bill y'all Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all Make the homies rob and steal, kid for real y'all It takes money to buy that TV set It takes money to place that casino bet It takes money to buy that radio And money for gas so your car will go It takes money for you to buy a house It takes money for a trap to catch a mouse It takes money to take a vacation trip A cruise around the world on a pleasure ship It takes money to get interest from the bank It takes money for a homey to buy your tape It takes money to pay for your doctor bill And your psychiatrist if you're actin ill It takes money for a king to have a queen It takes money for the king to buy her ring It takes money for a castle when the king is crowned 'Cause money what make the world go round It takes money money (money money) Cash, money money (money moneyyy), that's right It takes money money a-to the bill A-to the be -I-double L, BILL for real Well if ya got kids a-then you know The more you spend the more they grow They go from two to four in a row But don't think that the growin is through 'cause you'se a fool They go from four to six and what they bear They have you spendin all your money like a millionaire They go from eight to nine and then to ten Your baby got'cha spendin money again Wit'cha money now gone your rent is due And now your landlord is houndin you But you go to lay down and rest your head But the bill collector done took your bed And when you got twentys and fives and tens Then sometimes you got friends But when you only got pennys, nickels and dimes Then you only got friends some of the time So you make a million dollars to pay a tax To keep the IRS off your back Uncle Sam got his and I got mine And now I got friends all o' the time It takes money money, uhh (money money) Cash, money money (money moneyyy), that's right It takes money money (money money) Cash, money money, a-to the bill A-to be -I-double L, BILL for real