Everlast - Money (dollar Bill) lyrics

Dollar dollar bills Deutch, marks, franks, yens, and pounds I rock the jocked up sounds From Devenshire Downs Out the Fordham Road Up top in the boogie I be loyal to my peeps Like budha stud doogie Never very bad news Payin' crazy dues I'm blowin' out crews And tamin' mad shrews Like Bill Shakespeare The fakes will disappear The flavor in your ear Is strong like Everclear Two hundred proofs So put the match to the roof And set this b**h on fire Get rich, the empire's About 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 lady When it was p**y for free And crack for currency It just occurred to me It's time for surgery I remove MC's like tumors The lies and the rumors Got me thinkin' of this dub By Timex Social Club Yo, 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 chains All pain no gain Makes the brain insane Life in the fast laneT he flakesThe cash gains (for real) [CHORUS X2] [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 a** 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 a** was broke Hey yo I'm about to g-off Just like my name was Ed-o Black kids call me whitey Spanish kids wetto White kids call me the king of this b-boy thing If it's broke then fix it If it's wack remix it Can't none of you MC's ever f** with these You be crazy on my dick Like some p**no chick For the style that I'm blessin' Ain't no second guessin' Kid heed the lesson, subtraction, addition Reward for submissionA in't no debate Won't stop till I'm eatin' off a platinum plate I want the stocks and bonds Plus the real estate I 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 safe When 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 J [CHORUS X5] I want cash and checks I want diamond rings I want j**els on my neck And mad fly things I want a stack of fat chips So I can take long trips I want to sail the Bahamas On my own cruise ships I want acres of landI want papers in hand I want stocks and bonds All pros no cons Hey if it smells funny Then back it up honey I want the money y'all I need the money y'all...