Hundred Dolla' Billz

POSSUM POSSE back
Yeah we back
You know what we do
You know what it is, huh!
Yeah, yeah
Okay. Did you say somethin'?

I got an 80 foot pool of gold coins, oh boy
A private jet that makes a lot of noise
A brand new house that's filled with just toys
And a whole stadium to hear my voice
I got an elevator to the Moon, from my room
Direct line to ET to see how he's doin'
I got a theme park in the backyard comin' soon
I'm the bomb
When I drop the beat you hear the BOOM

When we iced-out our chains, we use hundred dolla' billz
Hundred, hundred, hundred dolla' billz
Scorin' Gucci golden jocks with hundred dolla' billz
Hundred, hundred, hundred dolla' billz
When it's time to let loose and drop a number two
You know what we use, we use hundred dolla' billz
(Wipin' our butts with)
Hundred, hundred, Hundred dolla' billz
(Wipin' our butts with, oooh!)
Hundred, hundred, Hundred dolla' billz

I eat truffles for breakfast
Got buttons I'm pressin'
Just to call the butler, to add a little dressin'
I'm dressed in my best fits
Ruby-studded necklace
Throw concerts in my back house packed with my next hits
Y'all usin' toilet paper
We use somethin' better
Wipe our butts with some brand new crispy cheddar
Man, I guess that's why our top chef keeps us fed up
Got a new flyin' car, lighter than an eagle's feather
I have a moat around my house I put electric eels in
My house is a castle with a convertible ceiling
I don't have a game room man, I have a game building
And a safe full of bills, just to wipe my rear-end

When we iced-out our chains, we use hundred dolla' billz
Hundred, hundred, hundred dolla' billz
Scorin' Gucci golden jocks with hundred dolla' billz
Hundred, hundred, hundred dolla' billz
When it's time to let loose and drop a number two
You know what we use, we use hundred dolla' billz
(Wipin' our butts with)
Hundred, hundred, hundred dolla' billz
(Wipin' our butts with, oooh!)
Hundred, hundred, hundred dolla' billz

I know, how it goes
My Lambo can make a jet seem slow
Livin' in the top floor
Face level with the international space station
Money talks, and it's callin' me daily
So don't waste my time, 'cause it's my time
I own half the world
What you have is probably mine
If I want it, I can get it
Once I put it in my mind
I got cash in the bag
More than Oprah in her prime

When we iced-out our chains, we use hundred dolla' billz
Hundred, hundred, hundred dolla' billz
Scorin' Gucci golden jocks with hundred dolla' billz
Hundred, hundred, hundred dolla' billz
When it's time to let loose and drop a number two
You know what we use, we use hundred dolla' billz
(Wipin' our butts with)
(Wipin' our butts with, oooh!)
Hundred, hundred, hundred dolla' bills

Arghhhh! Paper-cut!!



Credits
Writer(s): Adrian Gatt, Peter Appla, William Jay Valentine
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