Money Feat Sadat X 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 bitch 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 pussy 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)

Sadat X: Dollar bill y'all

Dollar bill y'all

Dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar bill y'all

It takes money
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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-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 fuck with these

You be crazy on my dick

Like some porno 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

I want cash and checks

I want diamond rings

I want jewels 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...