Lyrics to Dolla Bill by DJ Envy & Red Cafe ft. Fabolous
Makin' ya dance every chance I get (uh huh)
And haters sayin damn, will he ever catch bricks?
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill
Makin' ya dance every chance I get (uh huh) (*DJ Envy! Red Cafe! Co-op the album!)
And haters sayin damn, will he ever catch bricks? (*Y'all done messed up now!)
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*WWHAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTT?)
[Verse 1: Red Cafe]
Yeah, straight up, I be paid up
Get white girl powdery like makeup
Or I Arm & Hammer cut it up no razor
You order, I deliver like labor
I be the waiter uh! The bartender, uh!
The reason your girl "Gone 'till November", uh!
Wifey burglar-ra, I be servin ya
Rihanna on the hook, the +murderer+, gets it (On!!)
My girls be on Pa (Tron!!)
My exit's on the throne, cameraman take a flick (Click!)
I'm +Rich, Boy+ "Thew' D's on a bitch!" (Click!)
I get it raw like Wh-Wh-Whitney (What else?)
My hair bald like Br-Br-Britney (what else?)
Arm & Hammer, got the meanest leans
So I got a lotta sons, the Phoenix team, uh!
[Chorus: sampling Jermaine Dupri from "The Party Continues"] (*Red Cafe)
Makin ya dance every chance I get [uh huh]
And haters sayin damn, will he ever catch bricks?
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh!)
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*What else?)
Makin ya dance every chance I get [uh huh]
And haters sayin damn, will he ever catch bricks?
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh!)
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh?)
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh!)
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh?)
[Verse 2: Red Cafe]
That's my DJ, that's my DJ
When he spin, holla holla "Go DJ!"
I pass off the work, it's relay
I'm magnet for the chicks, it's ea-say
Please believe me, I like girls from Georgia (Yes!)
From Philly (Yes!), from Florida (Yes!)
D.C., V.A., California (what else?)
Texas, New York, I love all 'em (THAT ALL!!!)
Shorty get it from her mama, Call me daddy
[Verse 3: Fabolous] (DJ Envy)
So I chirped the baby (FABOLOUS!!!)
Come through in that two tone purple maybe
Around, 7-Eleven fo a slurpee maybe
The white linen suit by a purple lady
Champagne's cold in the purple haybee
(?) in the jar like Gerber baby
When I'm done I pat her on the back burb the baby yes!
[Chorus: sampling Jermaine Dupri from "The Party Continues"] (*Red Cafe)
Makin ya dance every chance I get [uh huh]
And haters sayin damn, will he ever catch bricks?
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh!)
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*What else?)
Makin ya dance every chance I get [uh huh]
And haters sayin damn, will he ever catch bricks?
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh!)
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh?)
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh!)
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh?)
[Verse 4: Red Cafe]
Yeah, yeah, pretty young thing, whatta throat wit 'pino
Playa like me, I be off the cleeko
And I throw chips in the air like Frito -
Lay, complements the Café
Ay, now you know I set up shop in the hill
All I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill
Konvict, grind with the money green thumb
Shakedown, that's the Rockwilder on the drums
[Chorus: sampling Jermaine Dupri from "The Party Continues"] (*Red Cafe)
Makin ya dance every chance I get [uh huh]
And haters sayin damn, will he ever catch bricks?
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh!)
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*What else?)
Makin ya dance every chance I get [uh huh]
And haters sayin damn, will he ever catch bricks?
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh!)
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh?)
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh!)
All-all I'm about is that dolla, dolla bill (*Huh?)
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