[saukrates]

Ha, ha

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Ha, ha

Rollin'

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

[chorus - saukrates]

Money makes the world go round

So watch a nigga

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Money makes the world go round

So watch a nigga

Rollin', rollin', rollin'



[masta ace]

Yo, yo, i makes green backs of mean tracks,

It seems that life aint nuttin 'but phat cars

And dreams that stack two stories high

I wouldnt wanna die, po broke and lonely

No joke i'm only a hop jump and skip from 30

Gotta get my hands dirty

If i wanna see cash thats gon last

I hit you wit a blast, straight from the heart

Yo where's the math, gotta go for broke without a cast

Ain't shit changed but nickels and dimes to g notes

We floats in flush rides and crush prides and jack fakers

Crack makers never left the, neighbourhood

Cash rules everything except me

That's what cream mean, it don't rule the mind

On valentines day nigga, you still couldn't find

The heart to try to step to, fuck wit

Mess wit, your desperate, stop bullshittin' nigga and lets get

All this dough like pillsbury and i still bury

Wack rappers, in 96 kid i feel very confident its my year too

And my tongue will tear you

Keep rollin' in dough and son i hear you



[chorus]



[saukrates]

(make money) the slogan of ghetto dwellers in such

(take money) the phrase of an organized bank rush

Sittin on top of the dome like al capone

Interceptin' drug carriers and taking they home

Popularity can make you a buck but nigga that shit is luck

Solidify, your cash you're the biggest guy

Got tooken out, the bitch caught a disease

Called the plague saukrates, now who's got the g's

Desperado, get away cars hittin' the throttle

Pinchin' diamonds the size of the lotto

Any kind of hesitation 25 ta life you get

Come out, kickin' carlito cuz you can't resist

In your world wife and kids become the minority

'cause yens, franks, marks and dollars are priority

On stage frontin' as if the mic makes all your cream

But father time paid off the sandman and saw your dream

Nigga quit it, you in it for the cash admit it

Cuz i did it, and never gave a fuck for rap critics

Realize corleone style, i know some niggas desperate

They'd sell they mother for a seven digit figure

Dont you get it...



[chorus]



[o.c.]

Yo sauk, yo ace, what's up wit money over there

Whippin' on the street like he just don't care

He's flambouyant see annoying,

Ignant nigga figure he gonna be rollin' all his life

Being the big bad bull motherfucker, what!

Sellin' drugs, you ain't nuttin' but a sucka, uh

Can't free mold your mind mad mushy, intelligents all fuzzy

Get shot street nigga forgot who was he

Hit it to put things in perspective

Do right, don't defy laws of life and be deceased or arrested

Mastermind desgined you had thru a science giver

Mad man dreams of a major alliance

Your world revolved around gold, cars and diamonds

Sluts and scars , draggin behind bars still

The wake up call, face off the jail bully

Takin' your manhood, as thought you had a pussy

Come home seen your man, now the lies arise

Tellin' your man you was fightin niggas twice your size

Your conscious is feelin' it, sippin' a brew

Two ways you got screwed, by the system and a stiff one

Mental swollen and your manhood stolen

Wrecked and got dugout for the price of rollin'



[chorus x2]


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