Artist: Kool Rock Jay and the DJ Slice Album: Tales From the Dope Side Song: All About Money Typed by: jostmatt at bluewin dot ch It's all about the money Nothin but cash No matter how much you front If you spend too much, it won't last So peep it out [ VERSE 1: Kool Rock Jay ] A cool brother on the street It ain't a person in the world that he can't beat Tryina make money the best way he can Because he knows a broke brother's what a girl can't stand Life is hard in the real big city Without no money you don't get no pity You're tryina be hard and you're tryina be cool But see, you're out of a job because you didn't go to school What's the real tip about what you need? You know you need money with the quickest speed The brothers on the block are makin all the cash While you try to front and say that it won't last But you know you need some, so what can you do? But sit around lookin like a stupid fool You say to yourself, "Shall I sell drugs Or work for the mob, then become a thug?" But the very next day you get a job At the same damn store your partners robbed And day by day and week by week Well checks keep comin and life's so sweet But Monday morning just ain't no fun When you're waitin for the bus and the bus don't come You get on up and then you go on home Then you call the job on the telephone Your boss gets mad, the next thing you find You're standin in the unemployment line They give you a hard time about your past So you tell everybody to kiss yo - chill Now you're broke, homeboy, and you didn't save And your new girlfriend is puttin you in the grave I'ma tell you like this, it ain't a damn thing funny It's the '90s, man, it ain't nothin but the money Cash Money M-o-n-e-y Talkin 'bout money Money [ VERSE 2: Kool Rock Jay ] A young lady workin nine to fifve Chillin with her friends and kickin it live Spendin cash money at all the malls The girl's havin fun, she's smooth havin a ball But then she meets a dude with real long hair Sweeps her off her feet like savoir-faire "Hello, how you're doin?" is all she heard She became his girlfriend with just those words Then she took him to the pad for a bite to eat Now dinner's over and it's time to freak She wakes up in the mornin and he's lyin around Sheos are on the table and pants are on the ground Sayin to herself that it doesn't make sense While she's wonderin in her mind, could she be that dense? The brother woke up to a smooth goldmine Had credit cards to use all the time Now bein a sucker, which he is Homeboy played the girl for the next two years So if you listen to me, cause I'm a real MC In the '90s, well, that's how it's gonna be It's all about the cash, if you got it make it last If you spend and spend, then it's gone fast I tell you like this, ain't nothin funny It's the '90s, babe, it ain't nothin but the money Cash Money The m-o-n-e-y Talkin 'bout money Cash Money [ VERSE 3: Kool Rock Jay ] Well it's concert time and it's time to rhyme Serve the party people at the drop of a dime You get on stage and you do yo show But it's somethin 'bout the show you really didn't know You wasn't gettin paid from the first you rapped Now you're lookin sort of funny, what's up with that? And you say to your homies, "I need money" While the promoter's laughin like everything's funny Broke ( ? ) because he wasn't legit So let me tell you from the first since you ain't hip Before you rap and cap, before you rhyme and scratch And the party is packed, this is how you should act Walk on stage, but don't do no rappin Let the promoter know exactly what's happenin Tell him to sign on the dotted line Or you jump off stage because he's wastin your time It's the '90s and I'm talkin 'bout money Money The m-o-n-e-y Hit it Money Money Yeah Money Talkin 'bout money Money Dollar bills Dollar bills Dollar, dollar, the dollar, dollar bills Talkin 'bout that cash Yo I'd like to give a shout-out to my homebody DJ Slice Nate the Great Jive/RCA My partner Too $hort Bay Area Productions Lionel Bea Earl Jackson And Mob Music Incorporated Mac-C And remember Keep that money in your pocket M-o-n-e Okay, I'm outta here in a minute -y