The line of her headband Into the night of her ears The fountain of hair between those lips Drink it before it's not pure anymore Drink it before it's not pure anymore Gypsy won't have anything with her She said the line in her hand is too new And he'll come from across the water Well his victory comes slow but true Victory comes slow Victory comes slow but true Victory comes slow I Life in Grenada Death in Seville Dying down in sweet Barcelona The moon's coming in for the kill Sunrise attacking a finger She writes a word in the sand So green So fast So good Poetry came true this time Poetry came true Poetry came true this time Poetry came true We're blind Death in Seville

Got more, get your money in the air like this Fab Time, BK From nothin' to somethin', homie, yes Street fida-dida-dam, yes Ay, it's a new year and I'm back for the money Just, I think I left somethin' Cash rules everything around me Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, yup, yup, yup It's the return of the young hustle A nigga came for the money, not the tongue tussle Me, I rather do my lip-lashin' when the chips cashed in Then you might see me on the strip, flashin' Like Vegas lights and they say I shine Vegas bright Draw a crowd like a Vegas fight Some shit, gettin' hit and my leg is light I mean, it coulda been a Tupac Vegas night Or maybe a notorious L.A. evening (Boo, you okay?) I mean, well, I'm breathing Hell, I'm even, bosser than I left The money ain't right, then I toss it to the left Yes, to the left, to the left Everything is hustled to the deaf, to the F A, B, baby, they be lazy Gucci straight jacket 'cuz I may be crazy Loony for the loot, psycho for the paper It's a new year but I recycle for the paper If green talks, then I'm the Geico with the paper So have my check right, no typos wit the paper, please Oh man, cash rules everything around me Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill I say, cash rules everything around me Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, yup, money, yup, dollar, yup They say the rap game remind them of the crack game That's why they money go quicker than a crack high My money stack high, how high? Shaq high Yao high, that's why, yours is Bow Wow high You lookin' at your new hustle like ya last hustle Was looked at as Russell in my past hustle Shorty, work it, she be on her ass, hustle She make it clap, she know how to work them ass muscles Fast, rush you, then back to the money They say I'm frontin', can't turn my back to the money And truthfully, you cool but I'm attracted to money So why don't you turn ya back to the money and let it shake I'm lovin' how you move that smooth, you let it snake But playas don't chase at it, baby, we let it make Bet it make sense when you make them dollars I ain't gotta make 'em move but I make 'em holla It's my year but y'all could help me celebrate I'm nine fifteen, that means, I'm hella straight The Swizz stacks, Just Blaze bucks I'm back for my money, it's just they luck, fuck Come on, man, cash rules everything around me Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill I say, cash rules everything around me Cream, it's a new year, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, dollar bill, y'all Yup, get that money, yup, dollar, yup, money, yup, dollar, yup Put ya money in the air, m-m-money in the air Put ya money in the air, m-m-money in the air Let me see it up, yup, let me see it up Let me see it up, yup, let me see it up Ladies, money in the air, m-m-money in the air Money in the air, m-m-money in the air Money in the air, money in the air Let me see it up, nigga you don't believe that