in the air A minute past midnight a minute past midnight the countdown is over now another year has passed us by a new year has just begun I thought
Translation: One Dollar Short. A Theme For A New Years.....
you a declaration I make to myself this time A minute past midnight the countdown is over now another year has passed us by a new year has just begun
a holla like Ja Rule, get a dollar from my boo And go and by a juice or somethin' A virgin rapper, I ain't gettin' loose for nothin' Money earnin' rapper
stacking for Have things that a rapper never dreamed of having And I can tell them how to get it just keep rapping Life's a battle, headed for the new
, we're goin' freaky We gonna funk it, track for track Dangerous Crew style Ant Banks, let me flip this one more time Ya ready? All you brand new rappers got a new
' these switches I'm wicked for digits forgive me God for the truth but I fiends for Cheddar like a smoker with a sweet tooth Got game from Legit & 40 C Mac & Short
about it Kill'a of the Hill'a, crawl like caterpillar Pour a fo-fo up in my grapes as for real'a This for my gangstas, forty-five stainless Throw yo set
your coffins in the court We even-steven, fuck that, my time and rent is short I've been writin' songs, I'm calm, I'm a good sport One year has gone
back I ain't playing creep your avenue in all black Bust shots like a New Year day blast And I ride all day like a bus pass Grinding hard for the bread
for the tough individual Runnin' run his mouth throw some hands with the General Walk one day in the shoes of a criminal Death disease keep your luxuries to a
Around Me C.R.E.A.M., get the money Dollar, dollar bill y'all Cash Rules Everything Around Me C.R.E.A.M., get the money Dollar, dollar bill y'all It
on a week's vacation And they left the keys to the brand new Porsche Would they mind? Umm, well, of course not I'll just take it for a little spin And
know the one the police was always chasin' Straight down and dirty for my props Eleven years old, extramanish, hard-headed sellin' them rocks I killed an old wack motherfucker, no one
start it like this son, rollin with this one And that one, pullin out gats for fun But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend Started smokin
was a bully, now life is fully a joke I keep a flow on a boat for Peruvian Coke Players do favors for governers and tax makers Fat Quakers smoke crack
back cousin I got the mack-dozen And when them niggaz start jumpin', bust back cousin 'Cause it's a new year, time for some new shit Nowadays rappers
47 million dollars a year Life don't have to mean nothin' at all If everybody says you're a little to short Go out and get yourself a big ol' horse You can be a
