In Money We Trust

[Bun B]

Now if you got it on yo mind

I can get it off your chest

Take it out yo mouth and I'm gon' take care of the rest

No stress, just do-do, when I'm jumpin' out the 4-door

Smoke 'll hit you like judo when you walk up to the yuko

When I let the top down, sippin lean still ballin'

TV's in the visors so the screens still fallin' (mhum)

Niggaz grab hustlin' I ain't finna break my neck

I make some paper off this flow, but I got rich off respect

Ask anybody who know me about my seeds

Westside 9th street, I came up amongst the G's

Crack game in 88, it took over shit I was there

I stood on southern through texas and got my share (mhum)

And my nina on my waist, dope up in my jaw

One eye for them fiends, one eye for that law

Niggaz crooks as niggaz soft, so my rep is hard as steel

Big Bun muthafucka, representin' for the trill (mhum)

[Chorus - Chamillionaire] [x2]

If you haters you gon' like us

If you like us you gon' hate us

But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers

Cuz, friends turn to haters

And, some turn to traitors

But my money never changes (mhum)

So in Money We Trust

[Chamillionaire]

When white America stares at the pair of eyes in a colred face

Can they see why he love to chase

green fetti in a gutta place

He grew up so he love the taste

For diniro's hes a disgrace

Denies that he's tellin' a lie lookin' right in his mother's face

Can't reside, in his brother's 'states

But out ridin' on dub's he take

What's hidin' above his waist, and go ride out some other fake

He's claimin' that he's real, but when he's not on that camera

Hed rather give stuff to these hoes, like he's copyin' Santa

When he's not on that camera, he's talkin' like he Pac with his grammar

But he will not cock or pop the top of his hammer

Money's the reason why rich people get red-dots on they flannels

While bank-tellers gotta get down on the floor like Dave Banner

Go ta spot in that 'Bama, and also got a spot in that channel

Few people know I got a spot to stash that knot in Atlanta

Don't trust the chick I with, she fine and mixed with another race

But I keep the combination to my safe in a safe in another place

[Chorus - Chamillionaire] [x2]

If you haters you gon' like us

If you like us you gon' hate us

But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers

Cuz, friends turn to haters

And, some turn to traitors

But my money never changes (mhum)

So in Money We Trust

[Slim Thug]

A lot of folks say when Slim got a lil change he changed

I ain't gon' lie yeah I changed, but it was for the better mayne

When I was broke ain't have to worry bout gold-diggin' hoes

When I was broke I ain't have to worry bout jackers tryin' to get my dough

Haters bustin' the .44's, cuz I'm stickin' they chicks

I got a lot of best friends quick, when they heard I was rich

And them niggaz I used to ride with, stack cash, get high with

is the same niggaz on my side, them the same niggaz I'ma die with

Some friends turn foes, and some men turn hoes

But that's how the shit goes, when you ain't broke no more

Money the root of all evil, it could help or hurt people

You can't live without it so it tend to turn good guys evil

A lot of folks love money, more then they love theyself

I rather be dead then broke takin' death chances for wealth

I know niggaz 'll kill you for scrilla and won't think twice to bust

Yo life ain't worth shit to us, (mhum) IN MONEY WE TRUST!

[Chorus - Chamillionaire] [x2]

If you haters you gon' like us

If you like us you gon' hate us

But, one thing you can say is we some serious paper chasers

Cuz, friends turn to haters

And, some turn to traitors

But my money never changes (mhum)

So in Money We Trust