Coolio

Coolio - Money Dollar Bill Y'all lyrics

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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
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 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
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