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 IArm & 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 b****!" (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 Cafe 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