Slave to the Dollar

I'm a slave to the dollar
 To the dollar, to the dollar
 Rock City
 Right About Now
 I'm a slave to the dollar
 Man ah man never had that's why we die for the dollar (Yea-aye)
 Cheat and rob and lie for the dollar (whoa-oh)
 Just let it kill dem kill dem all it kill dem
 Ugh, spending this bread getting to my head
 Fuck what yall said man I want a lot of money
 Every red cent that I go get
 I ain't gon lie man it make these hoes love me
 I ain't had nothing if I ever want something
 I'mma have to go get it and I just might buss it
 Buss it buss it buss it buss it buss it
 (woo hey huuh)
 They all got a problem when you came from the bottom
 And ya moved in their building then they asking you some questions
 See it's alright when ya skin lil light
 But they really don't like when you're my complexion
 I don't really care I just let lil man swing
 On top the chandeliers and I wish they say sum'n
 Sum'n sum'n sum'n sum'n yuh can't do me nothing wah
 You need a couple hundreds just to get a couple grand
 Cause you wanna make a milli so you hit the ground running
 Anybody tell you it's the root of all evil
 Man lemme tell you something man them niggas just frontin'
 Ya got one life and ya live it twice
 Whether wrong or right man ya better just spend it
 Spend it spend it spend it spend it
 Ya can't take it with ya better spend it
 I'm a slave to the dollar
 Man ah man never had that's why we die for the dollar (Yea-aye)
 Cheat and rob and lie for the dollar (whoa-oh)
 Just let it kill dem kill dem all it kill dem
 I'm a slave to the dollar
 Man ah man ah work real hard for the dollar
 We even risk it all for the dollar
 Man ah man ah hustle and ah hustle for a milli on de corner
 Housing
 Yaow, look I just wanna live I don't need the money
 Nigga yea right who the fuck am I kidding
 You know I gotta stunt and get a lil fresh
 For them hoes guess I'm a slave to the women
 Pull up to the club with me and all my niggas
 So whoever's at the front better not be trippin trippin
 Trippin you just a door man mufucka stop trippin (woo)
 Liste, first class flight different girl every night
 Least once in my life I can say that I did it
 Living in the hood and you're broke so ya move that dope
 Now the police paying you a visit
 Work real hard still can't get job
 One way or the other mufucka I'ma get it get it get it
 Either I'ma die trying or I'ma get it forget it
 Raised in the trap but I made it out of that
 And I ain't looking back nigga I ain't stopping
 I ain't never had so as soon as I get it
 You know I'mma hit the mall nigga time to go shopping
 Say that I'm black and I don't know how to act
 Well my nigga just for that I'm about to get it poppin'
 Poppin' poppin'
 Get dis muduscunt rocking
 I'm a slave to the dollar
 Man ah man never had that's why we die for the dollar (Yea-aye)
 Cheat and rob and lie for the dollar (whoa-oh)
 Just let it kill dem kill dem all it kill dem
 I'm a slave to the dollar
 Man ah man ah work real hard for the dollar
 We even risk it all for the dollar
 Man ah man ah hustle and ah hustle for a milli on de corner
 Alright alright alright alright alright
 Alright alright alright
 Alright alright alright alright alright
 Man ah man ah hustle and ah hustle for a milli on de corner