Money Lyrics - Everlast

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 flakes the 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 

[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 be -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 to 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 land 

I 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...