Chuuwee - Dolla Bill Cosby lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1] Hop out the rental It ain't a Challenger it ain't a Benz though, but it hit though I flip those rims, look how they sit Imagine it - Car magazines, blunts ashin' and Askin' when we tradin' in the bus pa** for CarFax I'm all that, 90's Nicktoons, fall back Some n***as never make the second season like The Fall cast Holo-cast Grandmaster Flash to these rap n***as Grandmaster booted and Shabazz to you wack n***as Let's make it rain, n***a, forecast Poor a** n***a, when I was pitchin' fom my Jordache Low cash, straight outta money, n***a, no cash - Get it? If I get it in an instant I'mma blow it fast - You know that Since back when n***as had show-dat's They'd get a little dough then get to splurgin' on 'em - Askin' where the hoes at Swear I gotta keep the dough stashed You either gettin' slow-jacked Four-capped, murdered or toe-tagged [Hook] x2 Money make the underworld go 'round Money make the ladies and the girls come out Money make the motherf**in' world go 'round Money make this earth turn upside down (I heard) [Verse 2] Same old scenario, it's everywhere you go Start gettin' paper n***as hands out like scantrons You don't give up paper you'll get stuck up like tampons That rhyme 'bout as annoying as put your hands up Pontiac, Grand Am, parked by the railway Am-track, told them Am-scray when the thing spray Pain lay inches from his chest and his pocket chain k**ed him for a lil' pocket change - Stock exchange The root of all reason that we go insane How to make it out of America is a prison game Get a frigid chain hoppin' out a different Range Papa make the illest rage - n***a what the pictures say? Different strokes different folks, need a different space Rather than a simple lifestyle in a different state State of mind, can't relate to you n***as, mane Dollas make 'em drink each other blood just to get a taste [Hook] x2