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b dot - the root lyrics

money make the world go round indeed.
they say money is the root to all evil.
i tend to think differently, i mean
if god gave me this salad to make money and feed my family
feed my n-gg-rs, what’s evil about that?

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if you got money, money, money,
you know it helps the world go round
if i got money, money, money,
flipping my benz around the town
if i got money, money, money,
all of the b-tches come around
if i got money, money, money,

this ain’t the root to all evil.
the root to all people is happiness,
it’s exactly why i’m blaspheming in your cathedral.
i know better, but that polo sweater is lethal
and i gotta be the first n-gg-r with it, to boost my ego
i flip it in the air, like seagulls, ’till i need to
rats who mouse for hours, so everybody sees you.
24 inches make the b-tches wanna please you
and haters get furious fast, vin diesel
hip-hop, cultural leave to believe in you
bling bling the things in order to seem equal
f-ck it, i bring the rims from winter wheels before i had a deal
and made credit on jewelry to make my credit build
ain’t no saying, in my game you’ll probably do the same
you probably did the same, by eating me you probably switched the lane
in the big body whip, smashing by the lanes
in it by the dollar, anything change on the money lane.

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see, my pops used to buy me all the jordans
back in the 90′ when everybody was balling
that’s what this sport do
’cause all i’ve seen is big houses and sick whips
so i spit chips, fake it until you make it
that’s the black man’s motto, smashing forth lotto
trying to keep up with them alot of’s
’till they cap a new levato
you and i know that you tripping
winter and there’s no food up in your kitchen
you too busy competing with compet-tion
you thinking the same sh-t, he thinking,
see? his food is missing too!
to your sufficious psyche, let these n-gg-rs in!
but as long as the dough is p-ssing in
b-tches in the nightclub, better let you in
in the v.i.p., popping bottles like lenny
gotta work from 7 to 3, gotta be there by 5,
just to …, that’s full of money

[chorus]

so live your life, my n-gg-r, don’t regret sh-t!
spend it all, you can’t take it on your last trip!
just invest chips, and stack cheddar for a rainy day,
so your little kid’s got umbrellas
money makes the world go round!

[chorus]

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