roc-a-fella billionaires
Singer:freeway
rocafella millionaires bitch
30 grand on the wrist-and
blind ya face when it glisten
ace of spade not that crissy
man you know what we drink
i bring my loafers from louies
what the fuck did you think?
bitches running up to me.yelling
the roc into some buildings
when ya nigga feeling i might see about a billion
'fore i leave the building
now that's what i call a billing
when ya start walking i be wheeling
{hey big spender!} that's what them hoes say
{hey!} ho pouring rose-ay
that's what them hoes say
we stack that paper everyday
hova's dough is on autopilot
in the bop with my shoes up
i just took back the phantom
too many fuckers could fathom
what it felt like to have em
i just copped me an all-things
tell me i ain't the illest hustler ya'll seen
when you don't buy out the bar
i got some dough on the block
got some dough getting wrists
i got a villa in tahiti and i don't owe no rent
i got that paper for real-a
and these niggas finally thinking
eat my cake up in the safe and take a slice of the dilla
three hundred grands of damn willa
why ya'll niggas debating
ya'll niggas hating cuz i'm making that scrilla
they know me f-baby gorrilla
when i step in the building
although i'm good with addition
came from poverty striken to the top of the forbes
now the property's listed in high society district
'76 is the floor '94 with the raw
'96 with the flow 2008 with the spitting
now drop a grip up in the mall
two hundred grand at the district