Jay Z & Dmx - Money, Cash, Hoes - Jay-Z

Turn the lights all the way
Turn the lights all the way down
What Uhhuh Yeah
(Uhh)
Come on
Big flow
(GGRRRRRR)
Come on yeah come on

Yo Yo Yo J-A-Y- I flow sick
Fuck all yall haters, blow dick
I spits the game for those that throw bricks
Money cash hoes money cash chicks- what!
Sex murder and mayhem romance for the streets
Only wife of mine is a life of crime
And since, life's a bitch in mini skirts and big chests
How can I not flirt with death?
Thats lifes a nigga long as lifes within us
We gon' sin a lot and hope that Christ forgive us
Fuck it
Ice the rest and raise the price on these niggaz
Yall cant floss on my level
I ll invite you all to get wit us if ya ball is glitter
When I go to the hall of playaz wall my picture
If you get close enough you can read the scripture
It reads money cash hoes how real is that nigga

Refrain(2x):
Money cash hoes money cash hoes (WHAT)
Money cash hoes money cash hoes (UHH)
Money cash hoes money cash hoes (COME ON)
Money cash hoes (WHAT) hoes (WHAT) hoes (WHAT)

Flavors robust platinum and gold touch
I rap now, fast money done slowed up
Niggaz try to stop Jay-Z to no luck
Roc-A-Fella foreva CEO What what
Us the villain, fuck your feelings
While yall playa hate we in the upward millions
Whats the dealings (huh) its like New York's been soft
Ever since Snoop came through and crushed the buildings
Im tryin to restore the feelings fuck the law keep dealing
More money more cash more chilling
I know they gone criticize the hook on this song
Like I give a fuck I?m just a crook on this song
Bed-Stuy Brooknon took on the world
Shit I led a life you can write a book on
Sex murder and mayhem romance for the street
Man and I tell ya itll be the best seller

Refrain(2x)

D-M-X and my dogs bite
Jigga my nigga rhyme all night
Thugs for life kinda nice with this rap shit
Let em know and I bet they know what ll happen
When we clap shit
Actin like we owe em something
Then we show em something
Talk greasy I think they found em down the road or something
Fuckin wit a madman in a bad mood
Its like fuckin wit a mad dog that wants mad food
And the only thing thats stoppin him is you
Cuz the only thing that he ll be droppin is you
Topic and clue
Droppin a clue and the word on the street
This is one dog that loves raw meat
But gettin back to just cuz I love my niggaz
I shed blood fo' my niggaz
Let a nigga holler where my niggas
All i wanna hear is right here my nigga

Refrain(2x)

Roc-A-Fella shit uhhuh
Ruff Ryders
performs for
My nigga Swiss
Uhhuh uhhuh
Dont stop biatch
UhUhhuh yeah
respect the game yo