Money (dollar Bill Y'all) Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - Coolio

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 

cos 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 B-I-double L, BILL for real 

Hook 

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 thru cos 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 B-I-double L, BILL for real 

Uhh 

Hook