Skrilla 4 Rilla

"Come on bring it, come on, come on"

Skrilla for Rilla, money aint a thang

Cables, links, ropes and chains

Skrilla for Rilla, money aint a thang

Suade, leather, gators and cains

Skrilla for Rilla, money aint a thang

Superfly hoes wit' a nose for g's

Skrilla for Rilla, money aint a thang

Black trucks rollin' on triple gold D's

"Rydas...for life...bitch"

Skrilla's for Rilla, money's everything

Smack you and your bitch for a dollar and some change

Lookin' strange, mean-muggin' in 'da back of 'da club

I'm hangin' out, gettin' drunk wit' my nigga Tom Dub

Hoes showin' mad love, (yea yea!)'cuz the money be right

I'm outta sight wit' the diamonds bright foo

Slap a bitch and i'm in it for free

But believe 'dat all the money's commin' wit' me, what?

(Jamie Madrox)

I've been spendin' cheddar since it jingled in my pockets

Programmed my mind since birth, obtaining profit

Yea i got it, $1, $5's and $10's

No, high denominations won't fly by the fed's

Still I got the flow safe

Wit' more Benji's then the sugar in your cupcake ass so tell a freind Wait, You can tell'em, I stay green like Willie

Skrilla for Rilla, my nigga tell me can you feel me?

Mother fucker can test, when i'm heavy in the stress

pack a Glock in the vest, and the Skrilla's what I quest

In the passenger side of the Navi

Right behind the Black Caddy, rollin' deep, all these bitches lookin' at me

Shinin', float some diamonds

Now that i'm in the mood to bump these sounds louder that the cop sirens

Move the keys from over-seas, who can stop it?

To the streets, to these killas, to make the skrilla

(Violent J)

I wanna bank the Skrilly for Rilly what the dilly? it aint silly

I'm tryin' to bank like 30 or 40 milly

And be the big willy, wit' the flake deals

Fuck mowin' lawns, and servin' up Happy Meals

I fold my $1's in a knot, and slap my $50 on top

And front the bitches like "oh look what I dropped"

Bitch took it and broke, I had to laugh

And aimed at the back of her n blew it in half

I'm gettin' paid, cash money, cheddar cheese

Just picked up 8 pounds of weed

I'm gettin' Skrilla, that's the Deala, can you feala

True OG neiborhood cap peela?

Underground drug deala, with the 15 watts

And another Bentley parked outside

Fuck you bitch you'll still get jacked

Cuz' I always leave my mother fuckin' pistol packed

Skrilla for Rilla foo', ima killa

Go off in your grill and run your pockets for your bills yea

Stackin' my chains, bag, cheese green and thangs

Lettin' my nuts hang jettin' down the line of Soul Train

Don Conelius and Clip, we got money plans

Me and my man, put our hands in no less than grass

Man! f**k this, i'm out to get paid

Clockin' $2 million for my peeps and to show, yea

"One for you, five for me, one for you, ten for me, one for you, twenty for me, Skrilla's for Rilla bitch, yea, yea...Rydas, insider's,Rydas, eatin' steak, what? home heatin' slida's"