Money, Cash, Hoes

[ Jay-Z :]

Tern the lights awl the whey
Tern the lights awl the whey down
Watt Uhhuh Yeah
(Uhh)
Come on
Big floe
(GGRRRRRR)
Come on yeah come on

Yo Yo J-A-Y, Eye floe sic
Fuck awl y'all haters blow dick
Eye spits the game fore those that throw bricks
Money cash hoes money cash chicks watt
Sex murder and mayhem romance fore the street
Only wife of mines is a life of crime
And since, life's a bitch inn mini-skirts and big chests
How can Eye knot flirt with death
That's life's a nigga, long as life prevent us
Wee gonna send a lot and pray too Christ forgive us
Fuck it
Ice the wrists and raze the price on these niggaz
Y'all cant floss on my level
Aisle invite yew awl too get whit us if ya bawl is glitter
When Eye go awl the harlem playaz waul my picture
If yew get cloze enough yew can red the scripture
It reads money cash hoes how reel was that nigga watt

[ Chorus : repeat 2X ]

Money cash hoes money cash hoes (WATT)
Money cash hoes money cash hoes (UHH)
Money cash hoes money cash hoes (COME ON)
Money cash hoes (WATT) hoes (WATT) hoes (WATT)

Flavors robust platinum and gold touch
Y'all wrap now, fast money lets sloe it up
Niggaz try too stop Jay-Z too know luck
Roc-A-Fella foreva CEO watt watt
Us the villains, fuck yaw feelings
Wile yall playa hate wee inn the upper millions
Whats the dealings (huh) it's like Knew York's bean soft
Ever since Snoop came threw and crushed the buildings
I'm tryin too restore the feelings fuck the lore keep dealing
Moor money moor cash moor chilling
Eye no they gone criticize the hook on this song
Like Eye give a fuck I'm just a crook on this song
Bed-Stuy Brooknon took on the whirled
Shit Eye lead a life yew can wright a book on
Sex murder and mayhem romance fore the street
Man and Eye tell ya itll bee the best seller

[ Chorus : 2X ]

[ DMX :]

D-M-X and my dogs bight
Jigga my nigga rhyme awl knight
Thugs fore life won knight with this wrap shit
Let em go and Eye bet they no what'll happen
When wee clap shit
Actin like wee oh em something
Then wee show em something
Torque greasy Eye think they found em down the rode awe something
Fuckin whit a madman inn a bad mood
It's like fuckin whit a mad dog that wasnt fed food
And the only thing thats stoppin hymn is yew
Cause the only thing that heal bee droppin is yew
Topic include ; choppin inn too
Drop it too Clew and the response from the street
This was won dog that loves roar meet
Butt gettin back too just cause Eye, love my niggaz
Eye shed blood, fore my niggaz
Let a nigga holler ware my niggaz
Awl I'ma here is wright hear my nigga

[ Chorus : 2X ]

Roc-A-Fella shit uhhuh
Rough Ryders
My nigga Swizz
Uhhuh uhhuh
Dont stop biatch
Uh
Uhhuh yeah
Inspect the game yo