C-Bo

C-Bo - Money By The Ton

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If you've got a ton of big face hundred dollar bills
 How much money would you have?
 And every hundred dollar bill weigh a gram
 and there's 28 grams in an ounce and there's 16 ounces in a pound
 How many pounds is it in a ton?
 Got to be about your uhh  uhh  uhh.....
 Verse One: C Bo
 I slide thru  the 5 double 0 drop S C
 '97 Sport and shorts and matchin jew els
 Worth about a quarter, mil-ticket is how we dress
 True ballers fakin meal tickets up in the West
 I know you wanna touch us cos at the clubs you ladies rush us
 cos we're all about our cash, luxury livin and hoes love it
 Havin money by the ton, Rolex and Bossalini
 A nuchi give Versace cologne, now wanna see me
 at my best or worst? I gets paper when I burst
 repeatedly, heated, dumpin low-low's, you know I'll burst
 To get my cash on, I spin the A-1 dolla
 For money by the ton, come get it with no soda
 Chorus: Mississippi
 Money by the ton, that's the way it comes
 We all, get paid
 Ooohhhh ooohhhh, we make
 money by the ton, that's the way it comes
 We all, get paid
 Oooohhhhh
 Verse Two: C-Bo
 I'm all about the paper, nothin can come between that
 but Lexus, fully diamondback, ???? and bald caps
 Holler "Thug", that's what we be, who you see?
 Steepin out of ragboys, cornises and Bentleys
 Six million dollar homes, we stays to the flow
 Now how much cash can you stack in a twenty thousand pound boat?
 It's money by the tons, fo' sho' homey and all hunds
 And if ya get past the gate, cameras and pitbulls, you can have some
 Flossin, no one flosses like bosses do
 but caution, when they float cos the wrong step, bodyguards swoop
 to protect those, diamond Rolexos
 Sippin that XO on chromed-up leaky's and Lexo's
 I put it down, pound for pound, surrounded by the millions
 Fancy cars, movie stars tryin to make a billion
 Come show them my cash bundle, you are a pocket
 addicted to money, they can't stop it, it's daily comin by the ton
 Chorus
 Verse Three: C-Bo
 Now how you picture mad loot, stretch Rolls and rag Coupes?
 Big faces laced, I want all my dollars brand new
 I stand true to the game, on loot to the money train
 Rolex's and diamond rings, big bodies with the blowed brains
 I bring the pain to get the cash like Jesse James
 Til the wild wild West is drained by Major Pain
 Who got the loot? Big bodied Coupes and S-Classes
 And when we swoop, kickin the loot or catchin casket
 Load up the rigs, with crazy big-faced hunds
 Headed for the drug, still weighin it by the ton
 Cos money makes the world go round, stackin off-shore accounts
 Waitin on the ?????
 So be a baller, got to keep it on the slunder
 Milli'ns by the hundred, transactions thru account numbers
 More money than you ever seen in big faced hunds
 Comin in a hundred and twenty million every ton
 Chorus (x2
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: AWOL Records (3)

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

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