paper cha$in'

dolla bill

yeah

music

from the soul y'all

yeah

i tell my niggas we gotta chase the bills

thousands

a couple mills

vanilla skies

nice crib

dependin' on the weather how i choose my 'mobile

cruise through the strip just to cop a zip

bad chick tatted underneath her lip

get a lift

guarantee i'm gonna hit

she love the shit i wear

sponsored by the time of year

always prepared

dutch master

in her ear

get plastered

my crew members get hazzard

skateboardin' fashion nascar drivin

your hoe love my adlibs

dolla bill

bitch i gotta get the cash )

i gotta get the cash

bitch i gotta get the cash )

i gotta get the cash

i gotta get the cash

all my niggas skate

all you niggas hate

this fendi on my waist

your chick gave me that i can't feel my face"