MONEY WILL ROLL RIGHT IN i want to be star i'm going to have a car and you'll have to admit i'll be rich as shit HERE I SIT AND GRIN MONEY WILL ROLL
, we in here We tossin it up I got my man Everlast in the house Tossin it up, youknowwhatimsayin Kid Jazz and Bango couldn't be here But we gon' to' it up
don?t get any sack yards b-tch i ball hard, breakin all the back boards pretty boy Floyd step up i will crack yours and even at the White House we pull up
] [Thin C] Emergin from the cig' butt, showin up, comin up Barbecues by the pool, the neighbors can't believe it's you Livin how you will, house up on
doin' what the fuck they gotta do to make their money; and all the thugs, the hustlas, the gangstas, the playas, pimps. Let's roll, let's roll.[. . .
buckshot blow The bone in me never no ho, so no creepin' up outta the ziplock So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo heart run up, nut up And flipped in, than
deal Stay in the fields nigga These niggas will kill This ain't no cap-gun shots, nigga This a glock, pah, pah, It's death on your block Knock, knock Whut's up
kid My money comes first 'cause I'm out for the gusto, and trust nobody If you're not family, then you die by me 'Cause niggas will have you locked up
rock vodka Dutchie rolled, soaked 'n' quevlow gold Ma swag is up, ma bars in tight The house, the bitches, the jewelry, the cars is right The hammer
down Roll the window back up Good, turn it back up Ugh, UGK Diamonds & Wood Hold up, yea roll up That's tight, that's right You do this right, you might
Now that all of the children are grown up And I will respond my time Knowing nobody gives us a hand Aye (Aye) If y'all niggas don't get ya money right
you don't get any sack yards Bitch I ball hard, breakin' all the back boards Pretty boy Floyd step up I will crack yours And even at the White House we pull up
and got the money son, that's all that it's about No doubt, silence of code, violence of mode Under control, can tell my real niggaz really roll On the
lookin' right back Just don't stop dancin 'cause I like it like that [Dolla Will] It's on once again, come and roll with a pimp I ain't mad at ya girl, get your money
that I'm ready to spit It goes like this, my name is $hort I'm tearin' shit up like never before Pimp slaps, makin' snaps Cold cash money and Too $hort
