Dollar Bill Lyrics - Foxy Brown

[Tone] 

Unstoppable, Trackmasters, Rockland, come on 

[Foxy] 

Na-na so sick, make your toes twitch 

Get up in yo' ass and ride that shit 

Oh yeah, dare you act shady with the first lady? 

Let's go half on this baby 

Inner thighs thick so when we fuck you must put me in a Swiss ho' 

Room 704, fuck they mad at me fo'? 

Skin copper, na-na stay proper, who could stop her? 

Nothin'. Hey, do a somersault 

All that platinum shit you bought? 

Nigga, fuck you thought, it ain't my fault 

Keep the wrist rocky, attitude cocky 

Next time you see me, address me like "Miss Foxy" 

It's for the wrist cop it, if it's a six drop it 

Thongs with topless how you like that Robbie? 

Ain't nothing sweet, you know my style, doggy style 

From the back, in the back, hit it like that 

[R. Kelly] 

The dollar bill 

[Foxy] 

Nothin' but stacks get you anything 

Anywhere, as a matter of fact, dollar bill 

[R. Kelly] 

Say what you want baby 

While you be stalling at the lights 

We be dippin in Mercedes 

[Foxy] 

Dollar bill 

[R. Kelly] 

Can get us from here to Rio 

In two hours first class still time to take a shower 

The dollar bill 

[Foxy] 

Where ever we be it's VIP stats, no doubt 

So what y'all cats know about that 

[R. Kelly] 

Say lady, I'm liking what I see 

Come on and talk to me baby, baby, baby 

Can't you see one night is all I need 

We'll go somewhere and be 

Talkin' about your future plans with me 

[Sparkle & Cynthia] 

I would do anything 

To have you in my life, that's right 

We can take a flight out of here go anywhere 

[R. Kelly] 

Uh uh, I got proof rims on the V-12 

Make you raise the roof, no gold in the tooth 

Put some in the vault CD's overseas 

Private lofts, I'm you haters holocaust 

Ain't my fault I rap, then still made a mill' 

But it's my fault I got my own label deal 

Vacation in Japan while you wish for Bennihana's 

On the way to pick up Madona, the ill na-na 

[Foxy] 

Now you know the na-na plays with the big boys, aye'day 

From the six coupe to the big Royce, can you handle that? 

A lotta sass and ass with that 

And I'm strickly for the dough 

So fuck you think I'm here fo'? 

Princesses in a row, row platinum status 

Ice lace to pink face 

Then I back the faggots 

See me rocking aye'thang from Mongolians to Persians 

Y'all still learning, I got ¡Rem swervin', through a sermon 

And there's nothin' you can tell me 'bout these cats that I 

Don't even ram through a plan, too much stack 

Must I continue this? 

Might be a couple of cats that I miss 

We could skip the french kiss, take it straight to the wrist 

And it gets no iller than this 

Na-na engraved on canary ice, see me wear it twice 

Did y'all niggas hear me right? 

Me and Kelly put the lock down on New York to Chitown 

His town to my town, for the dollar bill 

[R. Kelly] 

The dollar bill 

[Tone] 

Tell me who that said that we couldn't rock 

I roll the dice, bet the dots say we won't stop 

I roll from Chitown to Cali, hit your block 

I bless the day that R&B music meet hip hop 

You haters thought that Kelly couldn't keep it hot 

Even when I'm in your face, y'all see me not 

Sportin' nothing but the rocks, navigators on the block 

Merridian CD's with five TV's 

College honeys follow in your GS3 

We on the way to IHOP, coming from the spot 

Niggas in the lot jammin' to the knock 

Y'all mad cause you can't get what we got 

Who's the number one contender, January through December? 

Cut your forest down while you niggas screamin' Timothy 

Sophia know me from the beach house in Miami 

Banks know me, so I could give a damn about the Grammies 

[R. Kelly] 

The dollar bill 

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all 

The dollar bill 

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all 

The dollar bill 

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all 

The dollar bill 

Dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all, dollar bill y'all 

The dollar bill, Track Masters, Rockland