Dollar Signs (Remix) [feat. Three 6 Mafia & Rick Ross]

Dollar Signs (Remix) (feat. Three Six Mafia and Rick Ross)

(Juicy J)

Hey Billy West, play me some old Triple 6 maine... MAFIA-A-A

(Billy West)

Dollar signs in my eyes, all I see's money

All I see is money... Rubber bands, R

Ubber bands, Rubber bands, Rubber bands

1 (Rick Ross)

(During 1st Hook: Huuuh... Huuuh... Rosey... Th

Ree Sixxxxxxx... Big Shit... Big Shit... Huuuh... Huuuh... Huuuh... Rosey!)

Step out da car, rubber bands in my pocket

Rose gold Rolex look like it's plugged in a socket

All the bad bitches lookin', all the fuck niggas jockin'

People investigatin' I'll let the streets keep on talkin'

Got a brick in the trunk, you know I gotta get mine

Mama always said, "It'll come in due time"

So I took what she said, flipped dat bitch a few times

Went and got a suburban and a new biz to ride

Then I loaded the sticks, I just wanna survive

A quarter's going for six, you can get'em for five

The streets gotta demand, therefore I gotta supply

If you want it for cheap, oh man I got a surprise

I need them...

(Billy West)

2 (Project Pat)

We need this money... rubber bands... rubber bands... rubber bands

The green got my mind lit up like a lantern

Not a phantom opera, but a ticket to a phantom

D-Definitely needed, liquored up and weeded

She got mongoose mouth, pull out my snake and let her eat it

A bee for the honey, Chucky Cheese for the toookin

She say he couldn't swim, hollows got his body flooatin'

The mighty Mississippi come and get me cause I ran off

A thousand of them dippies, I got trippy blew his man's off

Dollar signs be the motivation like "I had a dream"

To get the green, you might have to pull a Martin Lutha King

Organize a team, choppa guns with them infra-beams

Some Jack won't jive, park it, so I hustle jellybeans

(Billy West)

3 (Juicy J)

Shutdafakup!

If you got money in your pockets, stretch dem bands out

In Magic City, strippers call me Mr. Handout

I drink a lotta Rosey, I help the brand out

I drive a Phantom, but don't make me bring that Lamb out

All these rashes on my dick 'cause my diamonds glistelin'

Man I get so much money, while you niggas penny pinch

A nigga like me don't give a fuck about a price

I got a P Diddy swag and a Hugh Hefner life... bitch

4 (DJ Paul)

You can hate me now, but I won't stop now

I been stayin' fly, way before the Stay Fly

And I be raining them dollars like a Mayweath-aa boxer

And I been winning in Cali way before I won my Oscar

L-Livin in mansions, with all God's blessings

I'm stackin up much taxes, you stackin up much textin

A lot of people question my career choices I made

But I wouldn't change a day, 'cause every day I get paid

(Billy West) Hook