What you ride for
What you’d die for
What you’d kill for
Dollar, dollar bill, dollar bill

Got love for the dollar, you gotta grind for the dollar
Young and sitting in a Bentley, seeming sort of friendly
Hundred dollar bills, excite your pay day
I might make a dollar for every word I say
This is Jay day, so make that ten
The money counter set to receive the doe
I started out with love now am back for doe
Just to light up a Cuban and lay back on a yatch
Like dollar, dollar bill gotta excite your senses
Wanna show up in the big black benzes
Disappear for weeks to a nice clean penthouse
Couple chics to scream when you pop champagne like

E Pluribus unum in my life time
Orbis unum, one out of many
One world I kick it
Dollar bills I stuck, paper chips I earn em’
I bounce right back, make gorilla paper
All a bout the trade, is that gorilla pimp? Eating lobster n’ shrimp
Y’all came to a knife fight armed with pillows
What sort of game is that when you’re armed for dollars
Got a couple Benjamin’s where Mr. Franklin smiles, then blinks one eye! Like that’s the way to dollars